Diary Of a Long-haul Stewardess

‘I’ve got my dream job – flying round the world, staying in expensive hotels and paid to do it . What girl could ask for more? Well – without seeming greedy, me actually. It’s these things called hormones. I took the job because I was stuck in a rut with a boyfriend who wanted me to slip into old age without a fight. He wants babies but I’ve got to see what’s out there before I get sick on my shoulder,baby wipes in my handbag and droopy bags for boobs. The trouble is, things aren’t working out as planned. I’m loving it and babies couldn’t be further from my mind. Confused, so am I? Something’s got to give – but what’s it going to be?’
Suzi x