The model, who has appeared on magazine covers, is said to have
fallen asleep after their drinking session, leaving Mr Melia to become
friendly with Miss Irby. The pair were spotted under a blanket by the cabin crew, who tried to intervene. Mr Melia’s girlfriend is understood to have woken up at this point,
to discover her boyfriend enjoying the sex act in the seat beside her
under cover of the blanket.
A heated argument is then alleged to have ensued between the two women, while cabin crew tried to calm the situation.The plane was boarded by armed police officers at Heathrow who met
the flight when it landed. They
arrested all three passengers involved.
Miss Irby, a former stockbroker and mother of one, was questioned on
suspicion of gross indecency, being drunk on an aircraft and failing to
obey the instructions of the crew. She was then released on bail, along with Miss Hannon and 36-year-old Mr Melia, who live in Birmingham.
A Scotland Yard spokesman said: ‘Police attended a flight into
Heathrow regarding behaviour of passengers on board at about 6pm on
Thursday, March 26. ‘A man and two women were arrested and interviewed and later bailed to return, pending further inquiries. The man was arrested on suspicion of gross indecency; one woman was
arrested on suspicion of gross indecency, being drunk on an aircraft,
and failing to obey instructions of the crew; the other woman was
arrested on suspicion of being drunk on an aircraft.’
Goodness. And I thought the worst part about flying was when the kids channel wasn’t working on the TV and there weren’t enough vomit bags. What’s been your worst experience during a flight? No scary stories about turbulance please. I’m trying hard to be brave.
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This is reply is coming a little late, but I just read this post and I can't help myself:
Many, many years ago, when I was young and foolish, I was living between Israel and Australia, doing the long, long haul often.
One time, I decided to break up the trip by flying from Tel Aviv to Amsterdam and kicking around that lovely city for a couple of days. So much culture to see! Except, I was at the young/foolish life stage and all I saw was the inside of a "coffee" shop with my droopy eyes and a stupid smile. I really wanted to take advantage of the Dutch leniency, so I made sure I was high as a kite when I boarded the KLM flight to Sydney. (there must have been a stopover somewhere, but I don't remember it)
On the plane, I had a window seat and an elderly couple came and took the seats next to me. They seemed pretty sweet. Everyone seemed pretty sweet at that point. The plane taxied and took off and we started chatting.
The old man next to me said, in the most German accent I ever heard, "I haven't been to Amsterdam since the war."
"Since the war?" The cogs in my head turned really slowly.
"When I was a soldier."
Oh man! Anne Frank! Ducth Jews! Nazis! My own Holocaust survivivor grandparents! A head full of weed! A massivlely long flight and a full plane!
At first, I kept getting up to go to the toilet so I could step on their toes, but it didn't feel like it really made a dent in the six million person debt. Also, old people are old people - even Nazis, and I just couldn't get my head around crunching elderly toes.
But they were Nazis!
That was pretty rough and I figured I wasn't likely to come up with a good solution to this moral conundrum so I'd better just drink and take sleeping pills.
This story has so many morals, but the one I hold on to is this: don't smoke weed - it makes dealing with Nazis on planes even more difficult than it needs to be!
I second Betty Boo's comment, love those 3 comments ladies!
if i woke up to find my man getting a blow job beside me, I would probably smack the girls head in the hope she would bite it off!
What is wrong with these people - get some class.