The usual short taxi here at Newcastle and quickly off the ground. I’ll say it again, these 737s really do wallow around on the ground like a rowboat In the ocean!

Coffee and JW this evening, and, fear not, they had a wanderbox for me







I am starting a little collection of these salt and pepper letters. A completely non-functional bit of packing and I like it



The purser thought he was a comedian and was wisecracking with the other passengers through the flight, however I got deadpan Dan… clearly my mojo is broken tonight

A couple more coffees and whisky’s saw the flight out nicely until the Pilots announcement that we would be landing in 15 minutes at 19:30 local and 19:45 at the gate, D44. The last I saw before we took off, the Bucharest flight is also from the D gates, so, tempting fate, I should get a bit of lounge time

On the ground at 19:34 local and now enjoying the lights and sights
of Schiphol airport as we taxi around to the D gates.