fear of flying

Coming home on the train last night was lovely. It was quiet, I just turned on my laptop and did some work for a couple of hours. We have been so lucky with all our extensive train manouvers over the festive period, and have seemed to be going the opposite way from the larger body of travellers.

I am a terrible people watcher. One thing I notice on trains is young  trendy men who have obviously been to visit their parents for the festive period, and are returning to the big smoke. It makes me smile when they get out a packet of very nicely packed sandwiches that their mum must have made them for the journey home. Sweet.

I have been wondering again about having a go at getting in an aeroplane again. It has been a long time ( 1987 to be exact) and I would not even know how to book a flight on line. I am wizzy at booking train tickets, but just would not know how to start. I am off to Dublin to run  a days workshop at the end of feb. and would go on the train and the ferry, but am thinking the ferry might be a bit rough at that time of year, and if you do the ferry and the train its about 7 hours, but once you have got to the airport and hung around, I am not sure if you would save much time anyway. I also have a problem with flying  hither and thither for ecological reasons….though I have saved up a few carbon footprints over the last 24 years! Help needed please…..

SONG OF THE DAY-  Can’t Speak French – Girls Aloud ( and a version in french)

This is to cheer up my blogger mate Seycen.  Miranda Eleanor De Fonbrune Cooper is one of the co-writers of this song…what a fantabulous a name, and a great pop songwriter! I wish I could speak french, but I can’t…… so  I ‘ll  just have to let the funky music do the talking now. One to three…hit it! quick pogo round my office. x x x

and in french…….


  1. Thank you, I am cheered up 🙂

    As for the flying, if you haven’t done it for donkey’s years I (personally) wouldn’t start now. It’s become a bloody nightmare. Well, once you’re on the plane and going somewhere it’s ok, but all the lead-up to it a painful beyond belief. Airports are miles away from anywhere, so getting to it and out of it is expensive and time-consuming. They’ve also become HUGE and there are always MILLIONS of other people there no matter what time of day. You have to queue forever for anything – from checking in, to buying a coffee, to having a wee. Security is a Nightmare. They make everybody strip off most of the clothes they’re wearing (these days it’s not just shoes) and empty all their carefully packed bags. You’ll have to make sure your hemorrhoid cream is in a separate clear plastic bag so all your fellow passengers can see it. Once through security there is nowhere to go that’s not the inside of some kind of shop. It’s very unlikely your plane will leave on time, and it’s quite possible it won’t take off at all. While you’re waiting nobody will be able to provide you with any information and you’ll end up buying loads of expensive coffee and sandwiches because there’s nowhere else to sit down.

    Last time I took the train I couldn’t believe how easy it was. You just turn up and get on and it goes. No body searches, no queues and no BLOODY SHOPS.

    Ah, I feel so much better now I’ve got that off my chest 🙂

  2. arghhh! friends just convinced me it was a good idea…I am still not convinced…still would just like to sit on the train and plug into my laptop!
    I love the eurostar to bits…. x x your journey to toulous will be much easier in the future…innit!

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