Friday, 21 December 2007


 I began to date a semaphorist, though I knew I would regret it.
One foggy morning, across the runway he spelt out the message I'd been dreading. "I'm leaving you for the Emirates pilot."
Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo.
I was going to be the laughing stock of the entire airport.

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