First time I arrived there I had a hangover that could slay a walrus. When I saw the place I almost just told the taxi driver to take me back to the Hilton.

The queues for check in were horrendous. It was only as a I stood, bewildered, looking for the Red Carpet desk that I heard this "Mr Wozza2404?" and this angel waiting for me. Apparently I was the only customer booked onto the service, and suddenly all my bags were whisked away, she took my passport and I was put in the lounge whilst she sorted everything out.

She came back (and woke me up) about 15 mins before the flight, walked me straight past the immigration and security queues (through the Crew lines), straight to the gate, and onto the buggy.

I genuinely don't think I'd have survived that hangover if I hadn't ticked the Red Carpet box when booking!