I was a BA air steward in the 70s and she was a passenger on one of my flights from Paris to London. She looked like she'd been dragged through a hedge backwards, and reeked of stale alcohol and cigarettes. Isn't it strange how the most random events stick in one's mind?
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I was a BA air steward in the 70s and she was a passenger on one of my flights from Paris to London. She looked like she'd been dragged through a hedge backwards, and reeked of stale alcohol and cigarettes. Isn't it strange how the most random events stick in one's mind?
Super merci.
La pauvre n'était pas très belle