But so much came down to choice. Like discovering she and Andrew had been assigned the same seat. No one had asked either of them if they chose to sit on each other's lap, and she suspected that Andrew, being tall, would want his entire seat to himself.
Then there was the in-flight meal choice - how would you prefer to die? Bird flu, or Mad Cow Disease? Even the vegetarian option was potentially hazardous, with luminous green caterpillars racing out of the lettuce leaves.
But sometimes choice was impacted by other factors too - like choosing Mexican dishes off a Norwegan menu at Mucho Mas, and wondering whether one's capacity in Spanish or Norsk was more up to the task... But luckily, at times like this, the Universe intervened, and threw a curve ball. "I wonder what aubergine would be like on a quesadilla?" mused the Cow, knowing she was about to find out....
And as for the Lovers Dreams tea... well, watch this space!!