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You know what? Premium economy is a damn fine compromise between the luxury of business class and keeping a few extra thousand dollars for spending when you get to where you're going. I have:

• a Steve who has already furnished me with a pre departure bubbly ( Different sky social rules, like cruise social rules - so many availing themselves of the bubbly)
• what seems to be quite a reasonable amount of leg room, 
• a seat which is so comfortably wide it seems to span a greater distance than the aisle next to me, and reclines much more than normal economy, 
• a good set of earphones and 
• a little refresher kit so you'll never know I've flown 14 hours when I get to LA and sit around the airport for a bunch of hours waiting for my next flight looking fresh as a daisy.

And best of all, I'm on an aisle seat in a row of four where the 2 seats between the other aisle seat and me are empty! Only downside is the arm rests don't come up so I can't make use of the seat next to me for sleeping.

Now, it's actually been 15 minutes since I wrote that last bit and here's the perilous thing about pre departure drinks and aisle seats. Stupid who struggled past with a bag that probably shouldn't even be allowed to be checked in let alone brought on as cabin luggage knocked my drink right into my lap and didn't even know she had done it.

So Miss Linda, we are one for one on the wearing of bubbles. You win on the quality of your choice of outfit on Tuesday night (i'm guessing) while I win in the justifiable indignation stakes because I get to wear mine for 14 hours.

So while it seems the universe could be out to get me for skiting before I even took flight, it has tempered the consequences with a clean, dry seat next to me to move into and a Steve who has kindly provided me with some in flight pyjamas and a new drink. Black pyjamas, luckily, not Qantas grey - and I have chosen to only wear the pants which are not quite the sleek design I was hoping for but are dry, alcohol free and comfortable.