I remember flying in BOAC (as then was) VC10s as a child. And I’m not *that* old. Really.
I also remember the Junior Jet Club, the tins of sweeties they doled out to the kids, and the long-suffering ‘Aunties’ who shepherded us children travelling alone. I was delighted to discover, recently, that they’re still doing the same task and are still known as ‘Aunties’.