Never told you about the journey out here, least I dont think I did? Anyway If Ive bored you before with this Im sorry. So Im a good 3hours into a almost 9hour flight when they come round with food... Yes you guessed it, chicken or beef!.. Now normally you would just sling this aircraft food gloop in the bin but youre bored and it passes some time if nothing else so at the very least you sample it. Well today the desert seemed interesting, a chocolate and toffee mousse in a pot the size of an eyebath. I thought Id give it a go and with my flexible plastic spoon set about my task.. Would that bugger come out... nope it was like it was glued in, so to plan B, Ill prise it out with my plastic knife, I thought I saw a bit of movement, then there was a noise like the noise when you put your finger in your mouth and then flick it out to make a popping noise.. Yes thats the one the peapod popping noise, well I heard that looked at my pot and nothing, my chocolate and toffee mouse and gone and Im mean like cleaned out gone, like some one had licked the pot gone! Well thats just marvellous I thought.... now where the bloody hell as that gone?.. I checked the floor, my seat, my trousers, my shirt, in fact all around me. It was just then from the middle seats across the aisle to my right and three rows up I heard.. bloody hell our Jack whats that on your head! Yes it seems my chocolate and toffee mousse and gone on a flight of its own and had made a perfect landing on this unfortunate chaps head who was it seems was called Jack... Well all hell broke loose as he blamed the kids behind him for, as he put it chucking f**king mousse around! I thought keep your head down our Michael I dont think anyone saw a thing... It was just then I saw a chap in the seats level with me but furthest away having what looked like a convulsion. Hed seen it all happen and now he was crying laughing, he laughed for the rest of the journey, waited for me in the arrivals hall at Sanford and thanked me for the best inflight entertainment ever, and said if he sees me in Orlando on indeed back in Manchester the drinks are on him. Jack, well he still had a brown mark on his head when collecting his suitcase and he still looked angry! Like I always say you cant make this s**t up....
Posted on: Sun, 05 Oct 2014 11:40:05 +0000
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