I remember years ago, travelling cattle class, I walked into the plane, and was passing the fist-class enclave, when I was stopped in my tracks.

The was largely peopled by politicians and their children, the kids smiling condescendingly to the rest of us lepers.

Imagine that! As a 'pollie' you can fly first-class with your family, and we in the back of the bus will be paying for it.

Just for one moment I regretted my missed opportunity...but only for a moment!