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As the 737 gets to the front of the queue on the tarmac, and faces down the takeoff strip, she taps me on the arm.
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“Oh, [[JC]], she says, it’s so nice to be here with you.
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I pat her on the arm.
}}As the 737 gets to the front of the queue on the tarmac, and faces down the takeoff strip, she pats me on the arm. <br>
“You know, sitting here on the runway, it always makes me think of —” <br>
“Oh, [[JC]], she says, it’s so nice to be here with you. <br>
She trails off, looking warmly into the middle distance. <br>
I pat her on her arm.
“Me too, mum.” <br>
She looks at me. “You know, son, sitting here on the runway, it always makes me think of —” <br>
She trails off, looking happily into the middle distance. <br>
“Of what, mum?” <br>
“Of what, mum?” <br>
“Of your grandmother. Dear old [[Grandma Contrarian]].”
“Of your grandmother. Dear old [[Grandma Contrarian]].”
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Make the most of it while you’ve got it, folks.
Make the most of it while you’ve got it, folks.


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*[[The Multiverse]]
*[[The Multiverse]]
*[[Every dog has its day]].
*[[Voltaire's maxim]]
*[[Every dog has its day]]
*{{br|Normal Accidents}}

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As the 737 gets to the front of the queue on the tarmac, and faces down the takeoff strip, she pats me on the arm.
“Oh, JC, she says, it’s so nice to be here with you.
I pat her on her arm. “Me too, mum.”
She looks at me. “You know, son, sitting here on the runway, it always makes me think of —”
She trails off, looking happily into the middle distance.
“Of what, mum?”
“Of your grandmother. Dear old Grandma Contrarian.”

Make the most of it while you’ve got it, folks.

See also