Boy, I remember Ryanair ! I used to have a lot of business in Cork, and the 06:00 from Stansted was the the only way to go. Chaos ! Fighting for the good seats (the ones that weren't ripped), hoping the 50 pence plastic beakers of water wouldn't run out - all to the cheery banter of the stag parties, the golfing and fishing expeditionaries, who would loudly barrack the in-flight announcements from the back and crack non-stop jokes to raise the spirits of those in steerage, i.e. everyone. (Were they really already drunk at 06:00 ?)
Never mind; the Cork taxi drivers would always offer their cordial, jovial sympathy. Tony Ryan, RIP.
Forget Barclays and ABN Amro - tell us your Ryanair stories ! No slander of product, mind ...