I thank every day for wi-fi

I'm sat in the airport waiting for our flight, which takes off in four hours. We're a bit...early. C and I are both delirious for different reasons. By the time we get to our destination, we're not going to know what time it is.

"M, you will always know what time it is!"

Thanks, Flav, for your undying faith in me, but flying from NYC to Orlando to London to Athens in the space of a few days is sure to do me in. If not that, well, you should also know that C is insisting that we only reserve 20 minutes each per day for use of the computer. He's totally serious too. This only gives me enough time to post the pictures I take which is the equivalent of watching Great Aunt Edna's slides from her trip to Florida.

Sunday is my birthday - he better give 40 minutes then.