by Zolton in New Illustration on Tuesday 4 April 2006

Ah, the joys of spending a seven-hour flight three rows up from a chronic snorer with a bad case of indigestion. It was like an episode of Grange Hill was unfolding before my very ears as the upper tier of a shiny new Qantas 747 was subjected to a series of unfavourably boisterous noises emanating from his general direction. Thank goodness for the headphone sanctuary of some Norwegian thrash metal and a few glasses of New Zealand’s finest. They both helped dull the effect of a sleepless night. [illustration by James Jean]