We also spent a lovely day at the Frankfurt Botanical Garden (one of the oldest in Europe) looking at animatronic dinosaurs and the magical palm houses and the red squirrel who found us, and the grotto with a fountain and this bit - the Goethe Garten . . . After telling the man who ran the hotel that we plain weren't going to pay £100 for two loads of washing the maids did for us as a favour, we all headed off to the airport in a taxi. It was driven by a homeopathic doctor from Pakistan (daddy said he thought he might have meant homicidal because he drove a bit quickly) to catch our Royal Brunei flight to Bandar Seri Begawan. Which was a bit weird as well, because the Germans clearly thought that we were all suspects to be getting on a Muslim airline going to a Muslim country so they x-rayed everything and everybody very, very slowly. Except for the luggage of the poor man who dropped his carry-on bottle of schnapps just before checking in. He knew the flight was teetotal and wasn't very happy, even though mummy put a band-aid on his cut finger for him to stop him dripping all over the departure lounge. But once we were all on the plane and settling-in in business class it all seemed like a funny story once again . . .

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