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On the flight over from Melbourne, I lost my socks. This is how: Shortly after takeoff it became apparent that there were a few kids on board. Some more used to flying than others. And maybe passengers with less patience to the noises of little kids. On my way back from the bathroom, I stopped to say hi to one particular mother who was struggling with a hungry one year old, and a full of beans three year old who did not like his seatbelt. As I wasn't particularly engrossed with any film and the noise would have bothered me for the next two hours, I offered to switch seats and entertain Ahmed. For the next little while we coloured in the Qantas activity book (using a single pencil I might add, cutting costs all over the place!) and played round and round the garden, chasing teddy bears. This was until he saw I was wearing socks. Which he obviously didn't approve of, as Ahmed immediately started to pull them off. Fine. As long as I got the back.. Well, in the short time from taking my socks off to me wanting them back, he lost them? Not sure where or how.. Both rows in front and behind were on the case.. But nothing! Thirty minutes later we landed and I walked off the plane with my boots, no socks and some free chocolates the Qantas staff gave me for looking after Ahmed. Happy Easter everyone!

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#1 Mary Jane 2013-05-01 19:53
Great story - Ahmed the midget master thief!
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