20th April 2010 - Liz Hibert
Tues: 8pm. Beep beep. Beep beep. The mobile phone vibrates. "I'm on Eurostar!!" reads the message. "Yay!!!", we all cry. The phone vibrates again. "And we've just discovered that you've booked us into 1st class. Waiter! I demand to have more wine!".
Ahhhhh. Relaxing on the Eurostar with glass of wine in hand.
Nix goes under the sea.