Flying free.

Well here we are on the flight toAlmeria again - this time after my mothers birthday as well as, coincidentaly, Mothers Day. So far it's been variable. Hubby has a cold a bad back a blocked head and, probably more importantly, a tendency to martyrdom. At the moment he has a problem with being crushed between two huge sets of shoulders. Honestly he would really rather get every flight with a special seat for him at the front for access purpose and no-one sitting next to him. I would be seated a couple of places back so I could get what he desires!