Our Kid In istanbul

The week long sojourn in Torquay is over. We are back in the dam.

An interesting place I must say.

It must be said. Turkish Airlines rocketh thy socketh.
Meals and films. thats what its all about.

I was instructed to attempt to blag my way into business class. Now I wasnt given any instructions on how to undertake such a blagging. However I'm a man of resources so I composed a cunning plan. I put this plan into place whilst somewhere between Istanbul and Amsterdam.

I waited for a lull in proceedings. I squeezed past my fellow passengers. I walked up to the business class curtain, and looking furtively around, I walked through. So far so good.

I noticed many free seats in business class. This was an essential part of my plan.
I sidled up to the nearest air hostess.

'Merhaba' I said. Cos thats how international I am.
'Seeing as theres so many seats available, would it be possible to take a seat in business class?' I used my nicest voice.

'No'.