What day is it? Tuesday? No, Wednesday! I'm right, aren't I? Tell me I'm right!
Jet lag is suspiciously like a bad regeneration. I am not entirely sure who I am, when I am or what year it is.
One thing I am certain of, though: MY MOTHER IN LAW
SHOULD NOT BE ALLOWED ON THE INTERNET.
Another thing I am certain of: ROSE IS HERE! :D :D :D :D :D :D
One final thing I am fairly certain of: I... got arrested on the plane, didn't I? I might be remembering it wrong, but I'm pretty certain that wasn't a dream. Rod the policeman and his supervisor Jeannie (remember them, Rose? they asked how you were and why you weren't there with me!) persuaded the transport police that I didn't mean any harm. Did someone have to pay bail? I think I was asleep at that point.
The pilot really did look like an alien, though. I can hardly be faulted.
I think Rod said we should meet up for a pint some time. He's a nice chap, really. And Jackie's always telling me I need more man friends. Rod suggested I need some lawyer friends as well, when I told him this. Perhaps this is wise. But the Tylers do have plenty of money for bail!