In the plane high up in the skies west from Lyon . There was an announcement , 'there are allergy sufferers on board, please keep your peanuts and related peanut products in your bag'. Just before, still in the terminal, my daughters had m & m, their allergic sis is not here, she travels to another destination , Lausanne . One's in a while there is the ultimate occasion that these two siblings can have what they never have, peanuts. I myself feel hesitation to taste those colourful shelved peanuts, I had so many while I lived in the late nineties in Beijing , they gave me headache and a rather guilty conscious after we found out that our first off-spring was peanut allergic. Her affiliation is a treat, being on this flight today smelling peanuts, alcohol (coming from London) , and many other flavours I feel her pain. Her consciousness is fed by her smell , her nose is her advisor , her body the alarm system . It is only by her explanations, how she does feel while aware of any danger in her environment. Alarm bells start ticking. Today is the first time I actually hear such an announcement. I like it , it is so easy to respect if you know what it means .