There are times when you might want to eat something on a plane. A few years ago, we were flying out of Brum to go skiing. As some of you will know, i'm sure, they usually have a number of ski flights leaving for various destinations from various operators all within a short space of time, to mesh with the resort transfer coaches at the other end. So i think there were 4 flights going around 6am on this particular day. This appeared to have come as something of a surprise to the management at Birmingham airport, who had only staffed 2 check-in desks for 4 flights!
So we turned up 3 hours in advance of our flight and nearly missed it! We were unable to take advantage of the amazing catering offering at the airport (I use the term sarcastically - and nothing was open at that time of the morning anyway), so were hoping for the advertised bacon roll on the Thomson flight. We were in row 9 and they had run out of bacon rolls (and indeed, any tepid food) before getting to us "We didn't expect the demand to be so high for a hot snack on a flight packed with people who had been up since silly o'clock getting to a hopelessly disorganised airport". Wankers!
I now drive!