Up early to get back to the airport. John the taxi driver had sent his brother/cousin/friend also called John to pick us up, he'd had a quiet night and was due to finish in 2 hours.
I'm not superstitious but I just noticed I'm wearing my Wednesday socks and it's only Tuesday and for us it will be Tuesday for a long time!!
Checked straight in down the premium line with a little smirk to the commoners all queuing in the long line.
The death of Bin-Laden is all over the papers so unfortunately anyone with more than a healthy tan carrying a backpack is being given a proper wide birth, and I saw an elderly White lady just take a newspaper from WHSmiths and bag it... The cheeky mare!
Easy jet have made a few last calls for passengers and I'm half expecting to see the little fat gay fella to come mincing about looking for them.
I tried my physic abilities once more. The bloke I tried it on got up and moved, not sure if that is because he felt uncomfortable with me staring at him or if he had to go scratch his ear in private.