Being deemed less important than the Australian Wallaby Rugby team, we missed out on our business class upgrade from Sydney to Johannesburg. We did, however; score Premium Class. We sat like two naive individuals giggling as we sipped the bubbly like we knew what we were doing. White linen table cloths decorated over our tray table, whilst dining on gourmet airline food that was lovingly prepared by Curtis Stone. The stewards engaged us by our names as if we were long lost relatives relatives coming together for a family reunion. Gone were the cans of VB and the plastic cups of chardonnay, rather French champagne tickled the taste buds and copious amounts of Glenlevet were shunted down to warm the cockles of the heart. As these two premium bogans from Frankston sat with smiles that the Cheshire cat would be proud of they knew that it was 'Heaps Good.'
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