The sound of two babies crying

So it seems as though the sound of 2 children crying does not constitute noise. If indeed it was noise then I would have no problems winning my lawsuit against the Sony corporation. As fantastic as noise cancelling headphones are, they cannot keep out the sometimes hysterical sound of the little angels to my left.
On the subject of noise, I am brought back to an early moment of our travels. In one of those perfectly synchronized moments, I leant forward while sitting in a chair at the airport and may have accidentally done what I believe I once heard called a bottom burp. Precisely 2 seconds later a father with a small child walked by and the father asked the child if they had a new nappie on....at least I think he was talking to the child.
Just like my 100 percent record of being selected for random drug testing at Countrylink, I have kept my streak of being selected for random patting down by a customs official. Now I can fully understand why a female selected for patting down gets the said patting by a female customs officer, but why do guys always get a male patter? I wasn't on my Pat Malone in the patting selection as Annette won the lottery as well. Of course assuming the stance with my wonky shoulder is not easy, and not made easier by my total disregard of doctor's orders regarding my readiness for swimming over the last week. Seems as though I had dangerous objects hidden in my forehead and biceps - the official put it down to big muscles. I guess that's a compliment for my arms, but does that also make me a muscle head? A trip through customs without Annette getting her luggage searched just wouldn't seem right. She scored the daily double with a Sydney and Singapore check. I have no idea as to the time or day. I don't know if it's today or tomorrow or yesterday, but I did manage to calculate that I had been awake for 25 hours. It's now 956am Singapore time which I think means there is still over 5 hours flying to go. That may give me enough time to figure out how to work the controller for the tv. If you can afford the extra money, always grab the front seats. Think I might wander down the aisle and grab a blueberry muffin. It is after all 10am which is morning tea time. It's possibly 2am in England so I will grab some chips for a midnight snack and back home it's possibly about lunch time so I will grab a sandwich as well. 75.5kg was my departure weight. I may be in trouble.
Arrived and caught the tube to Cockfosters which is an early leader in English town names that make me smile. This was after buying an Oyster Card and catching the T5. All very familiar to Shittyrail. To make us feel even more at home, they announced possible delays. I do believe it's the 14th today.