16 — I alway hope for interesting or arresting neighbours on the plane. The last time this happened I was fifteen, she was 60, and a professor of literature. She gave me a very neat lecturette on Stella Gibbons — I was reading Cold Comfort Farm. No luck this time, both my neighbours are playing candy crush or something. Always. I listen to Rosalia for most of the flight, mostly ‘Bizcochiko’ on repeat, then switch to
aubergine and white raisins so lovely xx