February 16th, 1990
Night flight from HKG – LHR
I had a slight coronary when Billy, the Cabin Service Director appeared in the upstairs galley, pre-boarding.
“I have some bad news,” he said, looking solemn.
“Oh no! Please don’t tell me my mum can’t get on the flight.”
“I said bad darling, not horrific,” he laughed.
“Sorry, I’m confused.”
“The bad news is First is full but your mum does have a seat elsewhere.”
“Phew, you had me worried there. Where’s her seat?”
“Right up here in your cabin. Is that ok?”
“That’s brilliant, ah, what a relief, thank you!”
So far, the passenger seated in 61A has been a treat to take care of. She’s very polite and not at all demanding. Kidding aside, it’s lovely having mum in my cabin and of course she’s already been invited to sit on the Flight Deck for landing into LHR. Thanks, Roy!
This has definitely been one of my favourite trips and I think the fact it was not only mum’s first time in Hong Kong but also mine, made it more special. Last year was so hard on mum, with the loss of Nana and mum’s dip into that sad (understatement) world she falls into each year. It’s been a treat seeing her laugh and act much more like herself again.
I have no doubt this is the first of many trips mum will accompany me on but she’s definitely not coming with me on Monday, to Paris!