Oh, the food. Being a major foodie, I’m one of those weird people who actually enjoys normal aeroplane food – so you can imagine how much I was in my element on this flight. After agonising over the menu, I opted for a tofu and long bean salad served with warm (warm!) rolls, followed by salmon fillet, with prawns, potatoes and vegetables. I had just enough room left for my strawberry cheesecake and the best red wine I’ve ever had on a flight, before it was time to bed down for the night. Lying flat on a moving plane was a novelty for me, and those seven hours of kip made for a new record – I usually barely sleep at all on night flights, eventually giving up and switching a film on. This time around, I was in such a deep sleep; I had to be woken up for breakfast! The previous evening, the attentive crew had taken my order, and I was served my breakfast starter (yes – there was a breakfast starter!) of cereal, fruit, and warm croissants with butter and jam, before the main event – scrambled egg with vegetarian sausages, hash browns and beans. While I was sipping my tea from a mug (a real mug – no plastic here), the chef came out to chat to passengers about whether they’d enjoyed the food. I’ve no idea how he managed to conjure up such culinary delights in what I can only imagine are some pretty challenging kitchen conditions; but what I do know is that I heaped so much praise on him, I definitely made him blush.