Beer starts to make me feel a bit more human. Water, on the other hand, isn't doing much for Helen. But at around midday things look up, as we're told some dishes are now available to order. Curried chicken with rice sounds good, thanks.
It's nice - the rice in particular is fluffy and filling, though there could be more meat on the chicken bones. Once it's finished there's still 90 minutes until our cab, an awkward amount of time to kill if we have to go elsewhere plus it'd be 10EC just to get there and back, wherever "there" is – we've only 70EC in cash left, but there's been no menu or signs of any prices so right now we're guessing what state we're in.
We're in row 11 today, the final row of business class. The booking had originally been in first class, but they changed plane months ago 'cos they're mostly getting rid of first class from "all a bit" Gatwick. As it goes this is Helen's first time in BA's long haul business class and its ying-yang seats, alternating facing backwards and forwards. I've got the backward facing window seat and she's actually quite impressed by the layout, so long as you're a couple.
Pre-flight champagne arrives, somehow elevating our already high levels of smugness.
As we climb it's time to properly (re)acquaint ourselves with these seats. One upon a time they were state of the art, but that time is about a decade ago. Don't get me wrong they're very comfortable and fairly spacious, but the TV is small and crap and our divider doesn't work. Helen's seat is covered in crumbs. There's no USB sockets to charge stuff. Things are a bit tatty. A bit Gatwick.
In the air there's no service at all, because it's just a 30 minute hop to St Lucia where, as on the way out, we're stopping to drop off and pick up passengers plus completely change crew, before the 8+hr leg to London. We're on the ground for an hour and are really quite hungry by now. Helen, in particular, is having her smugness diminished, until more pre-flight champagne arrives.
In the sky a second time, now dark, and midnight UK time, I've got nuts and champagne and an iPad showing a movie about wrestling fandom. It's alright, this.
We're handed menus and amenity kits. Hang on, this menu is excellent and so are the kits. I thought both would be a significant step down from first class, and how wrong I was.
The starter is a salad with bread plus, for me, the salmon and pineapple.
Main is a chicken breast with rice and asparagus.