"Paging passenger Mr Chris Head"

So it was 12.30am and I'm sat by gate 9 at Melbourne airport. I'm just minding my own business, wondering why we haven't started boarding yet and getting myself 'mentally prepared' for the journey home.

There was a slightly garbled annoucement, and then when they had another go I realised I was being 'paged'! My heart sped up a little bit - what is this all about? Did I dare to hope that the upgrade Gods had been kind? Or was there smoe more mundane issue?

I approached a member of staff and was told to go downstairs. I took the lift and there were a few people milling about - mainly business class passengers that I had seen in the lounge. I walked up to the desk, and this is when I started to smile. I had seen a blue business class boarding pass with my name on it! Damn cool!!! I told the lady at the desk who I was and she asked for my boarding pass. Handed over my green economy one, she had a quick look at it, scanned it and very matter of factly said "a change of seat sir",and gave me my new boarding pass.

I now had the prospect of 7.5 hours in lie flat bed comfort! Superb!

Not long passed before we boarded. I made myself comfortable in seat 22K.

We took off and it was pretty bumpy for a good half an hour, so the seatbelt sign stayed on. Once it was off, service began. I was asked when I wanted to eat - I said just before we landed. My original order of noodles wasn't available, so I switched to the continental breakfast (a good choice in the end because there's no way I would've been hungry enough for the noodles). After a glass of red wine, I brushed my teeth, turned my seat into a bed and tried to get some sleep.

I slept off and on for most of the way, but gave up with an hour and a half to go. I had my breakfast (which was fruit and a choice of bread rolls or pastries), freshened up and was all set for arrival.

Once we got off the plane I was at a bit of loss what to do - it was just after 6am, so not worth going in to the city. I decided to clear immigration anyway.

I walked over to Terminal 2, went back through immigration and then had a shower in the lounge over there.

It's now just gone 9am. I'm all cleaned up, fed and just killing time before the final flight home.

Too early for beer really, even though it has just gone past midday in Melbourne/Tasmania!