When I first sat down in my cramped seat, doomed to have to sit through seven hours of mind-numbing TV and sky mall magazines, I had no idea what was awaiting me.
It was as I scrolled through cheezy romances and horror films that a title finally caught my eye and I discovered my newest heroine: Temple Grandin.
It was one of those funny coincidences in life because I had been hearing about her in recent weeks but having forgotten her name, she had been stuffed back into a corner of my mind. Funny that I would then rediscover her while flying over Newfoundland in a stinky plane next to a lanky Irishman.
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