Turbulence

Ned and I were chatting the other day about flying. He was very excited and told me his favourite bit about flying is "where the plane goes up and our heads go back". Realisation dawning, I said "You mean take off?". "Yes mummy, and the bit where the plane goes up and down and up and down" (complete with actions!).

Well on our latest trip he certainly got his wish! As the plane started its decent into Trondheim airport, we hit turbulence and side winds; the lady next to me was looking scared; I grabbed onto the armrest; small children were crying, but from the other side of the aisle there came giggling and whoops of joy from Ned.