tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3248139855347807926.post1445672412989843075..comments2024-03-28T20:04:02.857+00:00Comments on John Medd: Turning leftJohn Meddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10547777949324509522noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3248139855347807926.post-57483883882532398702015-02-20T13:42:06.007+00:002015-02-20T13:42:06.007+00:00That's right. And, when it goes down, you all ...That's right. And, when it goes down, you all go down together.John Meddhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10547777949324509522noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3248139855347807926.post-12003737946967970652015-02-18T13:42:53.523+00:002015-02-18T13:42:53.523+00:00What a pad. D'ya reckon there was a swimming ...What a pad. D'ya reckon there was a swimming pool next door too?<br /><br />In a past life, I had the job of organising a lot of international travel for the execs. I worked with. A lot of airlines/hotels offered free trips to the humble minions like me to sample their services so I had the good fortune to travel on the other side of that curtain a few times. I remember feeling very small and skanky compared to two rich and beautiful Arab sisters I was sat next to one time on Emirates (they were kind enough to offer me a spray of their expensive perfume, and kind enough too not to mention that I probably needed it). Mind you, turbulence feels the same whatever side you're on...Chttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02423624920558505937noreply@blogger.com