When you boarded there was a little slip for your cassette choice. If the machine in your seat broke and there were no free seats, you’d be a given a portable machine. Roughly the size of a laptop with a screen the size of Nokia phone.

This was the era of the fabulous Anya Hindmarch amenity kits. And overlapped with the time when BA actually served Krug In F.

The flipside to this was a frequently overcrowded T4 and the horror of Victor zone.