After trying for weeks to wriggle into business class using my AMEX points, lo and behold, I find myself ensconced in it between Abu Dhabi and Paris. Bless Etihad Airways. I've already finished my second glass of mersault and am now progressing on to a bordeaux with my meal.
It all began when I presented my boarding pass at the gate and the attendant turned and said 'Mr Robert Baker'. I weakly agreed, sensing what might be about to happen. He then announced my business class seat and I waltzed on by as if to the manor born. (I'm trying to think about a corresponding fairy tale where the innate qualities of the hero/heroine is recognized and they are rewarded. However, all I can think of is Bottom in Midsummer Nights Dream! How deflating...)
Strangely, my first thoughts were rather churlish. I thought, it's quite nice but the plane's looking a bit shabby. What a silly boy. Talk about gift horses.
So, during this 7 hour flight I will be drinking:
Louis Latour Mersault 2006
Chateau Fontenil (Bordeaux) 2006
Domaine de Grange Neuve 2009
and eating:
Arabian mezze
Braised lamb Provencale
Sfoufe.
And maybe there will be more yet.
Meanwhile, apart from imbibing the above, my feet are up, and I'm reading a new Robin Hobb fantasy novel on my iPad.
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