Ask and ye shall receive??

After that plaintive post about the absence of a classic dark chocolate mousse in this uncivilised world, I am struck by the age old argument about life. Is it all mapped out in this great cosmic game or is it merely a series of random occurrences.

Well, my position on the debate has tended towards the randomness theory, but now I'm forced to think order and method. A momentous moment wrought about by Kingfisher airlines when just days after feeling orphaned by chocolate mousse, I am served up the, and I do mean, the best post prandial dark chocolate mousse I have encountered. It made me moan, horrified my co-passengers (perhaps not all...), and beg for another. I asked. I received. I inhaled. I purred. There is a God. 

For the first time ever, I eagerly anticipated my return flight and yet another round of excess (I had planned to ask for seconds right off the bat...). That's when the debate reared it's ugly head again, reinforcing in the most obnoxious manner, that my support of the random was justified. Kingfisher cancelled it's flight, and then nonchalantly headed towards obscurity...... along with that chocolate mousse.