I wrote recently about my concerns over flying with easyJet. Well, in the end it wasn’t that bad.
Yes, there, I’ve said it. The worst part was the festival seating, where you turn up and have to fight for seats together – and with five of us that caused me no end of stress.
Blimey, some people are so protectionist, getting to the front of the queue, being the first off the bus, blocking spare seats in a three so that a stranger wouldn’t sit in a row with them. It was mayhem and the first time in a long while that I’d seen us British behave without restraint.
Maybe it’s easyJet’s benevolent way of helping us all to cope with the lack of queuing when we get wherever we’re going, as I certainly can’t see the cost savings in making us act this way.