Hogday is sporting some very fine pics of the kind of flying machines worthy of Terry Thomas’ mustache. Not flown by the kind of men or women prepared to spoil a package holiday over a bit of Iceland-in-the air!
Mamby-pamby bureaucratic approaches causing misery in airports should no doubt be replaced by Ryan Air’s ‘through hell and high water’ approach. The dead can always sue after all! Can’t they? Ryan Air can offer to get your baggage to heaven before you. It must be somewhere, after all! I understand, for yet another additional fee, they will stir a little of the collected dust into passengers’ coffee. Ryan Air have had me in the ‘red zone’ a few times, even when Quatrro-Kattro-Petal-Wreckyavik is quiet.
I did love the Jeremy Vine show on this, where a woman caller who was praising Ryanair was gently teased by the host:
Jeremy: Don’t scientists work on the facts, though?’
Caller: ‘I don’t know that they do, actually…’
If the topic had been smoking or drinking, I wonder if that would have been received in approving silence, as this was? Or with a sharp intake of breath at the heresy?
I don’t do Radio Two, rather preferring your lines.