[daniel-lewis-1985]

August 2001.

Took off from Cardiff airport and 15 minutes into the flight I could smell smoke. I was sat by the wing. I told my step mother and she just laughed at me then about 5 minutes later I saw her look out the window and her face drop.

The engine was on fire.

The plane had to circle to dump all the fuel then when we landed it was full of police, ambulances and fire trucks.

We was then made to wait 10 hours whilst they flew in a new part from Manchester for the SAME PLANE!

The next flight I went on to Turkey we flew into a thunder storm so had to do a steep climb to get above it.

Im terrified of flying now and am going to Chicago in July so 8 hours of pure terror, jumping at every single noise or knocking myself out with vodka and a few valium.

One of my friends even refuses to fly with me lol.