I was lucky enough .... and a spoilt-enough brat .... to travel on Concorde many times. My Father used to be away from home 8-10 months a year, and the best way to spend time with him was for me to travel with him. (I'll bet Mother praised Hallelujah even time our flights took off. )

I once was turned away at the "R" check-in line in LHR when I was traveling by myself, since I was a 16 year-old in jeans and a wrinkled button-down with longish curly hair. Even then I was pushy enough to look at the agent and ask her "This IS the line for Concorde, right?"

My fondest memory was in Oct 1994. It was the only time in his life that my Father and I took a vacation together....just the two of us, without his staff/security or family along. Earlier that year I had been "widowed" and a few weeks later I had a terrible car accident. I was 33 years old, and my Father had been 33 when he immigrated to the States. So, for my birthday that year, we went to London, flew R both ways, and spent time together like never before and never since.

My official claim to fame is that we were on board one time with Princess Margaret IAD-LHR. I got to use the toilet after her.....and the toilet seat was still warm!