Up, up and away

Flying isn’t one of my favourite things to do in the world, but it is often the easiest way to get places so it seems a necessary evil. I was too scared to fly at all until about six years ago when I finally booked myself on a fear of flying course. I had a panic attack on the flight, but at least I’ve managed to get myself on planes ever since (sometimes without hyperventilating on take-off and landing!), even if I don’t enjoy the experience. I’m flying off to Glasgow to see my friend Gillian and celebrate her birthday.