Me: Oh my God. Oh my God!

Jeremy: Mmm?

Me: My travelling companion! Is nine years old! She’s the child of my first marriage!

Claire: What?

Me: It’s a song I’ve been singing for about twenty years, and today, for the first time, IT IS TRUE.

J: We’re going to Auckland, Auckland…

EVERYONE ELSE IN THE SECURITY QUEUE smiles and shakes their head.

(In other news: New Zealanders. SO NICE. And the quality of showjumping instruction is excellent. I WANT TO GO TO HERE.)

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