Why does it always happen to me?!
About halfway over the Atlantic I trotted off to the aircraft loo - lovely smooth flight up to that point. No sooner had I shut the door behind me and all hell broke loose - it was like being on a bucking bronco as we hit really violent and unexpected turbulence and I think if the eyes hadn't been tightly closed in fear this would have been the view:
I resisted the urge to comment along the lines of 'Sheesh, sorry about that folks, beans in salad never does agree with me :)