I’ve not been on a plane for a few months now, but the one thing I always liked about flying was that you knew you were pretty much guaranteed an hour or two (or three or four) of peace and quiet.

Admittedly there are sometimes rowdy passengers or kids or whatever, but on the whole it’s a nice quiet place to be - apart from those annoying announcements the cabin crew are forced to do over the loudspeaker, which can get a bit annoying.

But once I’m buckled in, iPod on and book opened then I’m a happy camper until it gets to landing time and everything has to be packed away.