On my flight BSL-LHR lunchtime today I was back in the gods (well, row 11). B***y the Purser came along after the sandwich service with a piece of paper discretely hidden in one of the blue plastic trays used to collect glasses. No names shouted out or OTT welcome, but asked me "Are you OK for drinks sir". As it was lunch time one wine was adequate. "Fine thanks. What have you got there" I asked, "is it the drunks list". Modest amusement all round and the response "No, just a list of people to look out for"! Very nicely done I thought.