But the birth of package holidays and increased competition saw prices fall in the 1980s , and once airlines like Ryanair and easyJet took to the skies, flying was no longer just for the rich.

I didn’t set foot on a ‘plane until I was 20. Until then I hadn’t been any further than across the Channel on a ferry, and airports seemed so glamorous; bustling with people returning from the Costa, clutching straw donkeys. I decided, aged about eight, that I wanted to be an air hostess – and when my older cousin actually became a real life air hostess, I was in awe. She even married a pilot. There’s a Mills and Boon story in there somewhere…