Well, I have finally made it to Heathrow. After having a cancelled flight and a mild heart attack I am sitting at Terminal 4 departures trying to fill in time.
Have managed to purchase myself a pair of lovely D&G sunnies (thanks Mum and Dad) and am contemplating Starbucks, which I neither need or want, just to fill in time.
It really is interesting when you hear other people's conversations on a plane. Everyone is there for a different reason, some good, some not so good. Take the 4 WAG wannabies on my flight. I say WAG wannabies as from what I can gather one had a boyfriend who played for Dundee Utd and one for Deveron Vale, however I get the distinct impression that they all thought that they were Posh Spice. There was a lot of lip gloss, some serious flirting to try and get a lift to their hotel and some general annoying laughter. Oh and to cap it off they were going to London to see the Spice Girls. You'd think they'd be happy that they were going to miss the first half of the show, after all who wants to sit through an hour and a half of the Spice Girls!!!
Anyways. Enough of my moaning. I'm off to see if they have assigned a gate to my flight yet. I'm not confident. Also intrigued to see how long I'll be in Singapore since it seems to be a secret.
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Isn't it the fact they can't be 'Wives and Girlfriends', but they can be 'Wives OR Girlfriends'?
Of course that does make them WOGS.... so maybe not such a great idea.
Event more interesting might be what other people think of your story from the sound bites that they here? But mind you they probably think your from outer Mongolia if they canae spik the broch!
Event more interesting might be what other people think of your story from the sound bites that they here? But mind you they probably think your from outer Mongolia if they canae spik the broch!
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