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It’s embarrassing to admit, but I enjoy airline meals

For most people, the opportunity to eat badly while balanced improbably in a large cigar tube in the sky is not something to anticipate with pleasure. Surely no one who has ever flown economy, strapped into the adult equivalent of a high-chair with a fold-down tray the size of a cat flap, still thinks flying is glamorous. And who even bothers to peel back the foil on their indeterminate chicken dish, let alone look forward to it?

Erm, that would be me.

On the ground I call myself a foodie, but put me in the brace position with my knees…

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