I'm a Lucky Bastard.

At least, that's what I think every time I look up into the sky and see an aeroplane and all those poor sods inside being flown to their certain deaths while I'm safely down here on terra firma.
I'm flying to France in July and already my every waking hour is consumed with the inevitability of our plane plummeting from the sky.
As 'er indoors would say...."it's not easy being me".