Why I love to fly- 3!

Airport hopping is something the entire family loves. We have even come to enjoy the cold, soggy stuff they pass off as food. The vortex that sucks in our waste, the stale, dry cabin- air, the duty- bound hence pleasant attendants, the non- functional bassinet seats, the turbulence and palpable fear of death- we love it... Continue Reading →

This is why I love to fly.

Dr J anxiously waits for the boarding call. In the days gone by, she would have loved the waiting time. She would have strolled the stores and had cup after cup of bad, overpriced coffee and  doughy donuts. But not today. Lil' Z isn't a happy chappy. She was dragged out of her bed at... Continue Reading →

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