How romantic it must be to be an airline steward! I would love to wear a crisp white shirt and important looking badges and insignia whilst having an air of an efficient, yet caring type nature.
Once my take off collywobbles had subsided, my mind turned to pondering as to what the in flight refreshment might be, especially as I was asked to filled in a form declaring my dietary requirements, such a kosher, halal, vegetarian etc. I ticked all the boxes and added a helpful note saying that I would eat anything except for broad beans, which I cannot abide and thus find hard to swallow, even with my nose pinched.
As it turned out, sustenance came in the form of a choice of drinks (tea, coffee, orange etc.) and a biscuit or bag of crisps (not both, I asked, and got a funny look).