We're here, we're queer, get used to us......

The boys have landed. Being in Upper Class we got off the plane ahead of all the plebs in economy (let's face it - that's really why we all fly up front - to lord it over everyone else) The flight from HK was uneventful - though Gus was somewhat enamoured of a Spanish air steward - all tall, dark and brooding. That may explain what happened at immigration - hmmm - Gus went first - no probs - however, I got hauled to one side. I was slightly concerned at this point - fortunately no rubber gloves were donned, and the problem turned out to be minor. My middle name was not on the electronic copy of my visa. Of course, when I got thru to baggage claim, Gus was standing all innocently at one end of the carousel and the hot spaniard was at the other. I don't trust these foreigners.