Truth be told this was actually his third flight.
But the first time he flew was when the family moved down to Sedgefield and Master Liam was maybe 8 months old. Several months later that experiment fizzled out and he flew back again with Mom while Dylan drove back with Dad and Spikes. So he remembers nothing about that flight. Or his Mama's tears as she bid Spikes and Eunice goodbye at the airport in Johannesburg.
This flight was a joyful occasion as he returned from the South Coast after the Harlequins rugby tour and then spending a few glorious, relaxing, carefree days with Tannie Willa and her family in Amanzimtoti. Now both the dudes have done their first - and all by themselves - flights.
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