One of the weekend's conquests was a very pleasant airline steward called Simon. He explained to me how the pecking order went (Ryanair are the worst and Virgin quite the best). He worked for BMI - apparently the customers aren't quite as horrid as the Ryanair ones. He packed in being a politics degree to join Ryanair a couple of years ago and hasn't looked back.
His outlook on life was as follows: "I'm 21 now, and I can make as many mistakes as I want. I don't want to get a boyfriend and settle down. I just want to explore and travel. After all, by the time you're 30 you've done everything."
Now I feel old.
Second man was a make-up artist called Stuart. He was 39 but didn't look it. So, obviously a good make-up artist.
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