LOVE, SUZI X – Location -35,000ft. Inspiration – cabin crew life. Novel out Now! Another snippet – Don’t worry about me.


12th July, 33,000ft-LHR – Nairobi (NBO)

Dear Eve                                                          

‘Hit it! Hit it… quick. Get your shoe off and hit it!’ No it isn’t some sort of masochistic game cabin crew play at room parties – just cockroach killing. They sometimes show their heads crawling over the surfaces in the galley on the aeroplane. Someone told me they come in on the trolleys when we stop down-route. I don’t care where they get on the plane; I just want to make sure I boot ’em off.

After my encounter with Ed when he kissed me, I drove him back to his car and we said goodbye. I felt sure he would call but after a few days at home – nothing. Ah well, some you win and … I’ll just have to put it down to experience. And what a lovely experience. Not only is he fit but makes me laugh like a hyena. Probably not my most attractive feature, head back, mouth wide open and almost snorting with mirth but men like to think they’re funny, don’t they?

Back at the house things had been progressing for the girls.  Remember I told you that Debbie’s parents were divorcing and stopping her allowance? Well, this caused her such trauma that after pleading with them and getting no reaction she was at home crying her eyes out at her dilemma when Matt dropped round to bring back some of my things I’d left at his place. He found Debbie awash with grief and stayed to ‘comfort her.’ Now, I wasn’t born yesterday. I’ve seen Debbie’s dramatics. She can really do a major performance when she wants. According to Sarah-Jane, Matt was sucked in like fluff up a cleaner and stayed for the evening. This then led to him calling round the next morning to ‘make sure Debbie was alright’ and before Sam and SJ realised, the two of them were an item. I didn’t get Sam’s worried text before I arrived home so it was a bit of a shock to see them ensconced together on the sofa but I’m really happy for them. Really! I think they are ideally suited. I’m so glad Matt was able to get over our relationship so easily. I’d hate to think of him distressed for more than an hour or two before he moved on. They have each now found their soul mate and can do absolutely nothing with their lives and watch endless TV together. I just hope Debbie has enough crisp wrappers and pizza boxes to cover them both.

I stayed out of their way as much as possible whilst I was home, caught up with my folks and friends and am now on my way to Nairobi. Don’t worry about me. I’ve just named the two latest cockroaches I’ve battered to death with my shoe after the happy couple. I feel soooo much better.

Love Suzi x

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Recipe for a Writer Ingredients: • 1 woman • 1 writing habit • 2 husbands • 3 children Method 1. Whisk suburban childhood; followed by a tablespoon of teaching. 2. Mix with travel to produce a stewardess. 3. Stir in love potion, marriage; resulting in daughter. 4. When mixture reaches boiling point, beat in divorce. 5. Slowly marinade extra love potion and 2nd husband. 6. Blend in two more children. 7. Steep in inspiration by relocating. 8. Toss in imagination and perspiration producing: articles, novels, children’s stories and a memoir. 9. Bake in Sussex countryside. 10. Serve with competition successes, red wine and enjoy.
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