I've been enjoying the benefits of Ryanair priority boarding since I started cycling to EMA with only a tailbox-full to my name, and once or twice with Easyjet by getting first in the queue, but it's a dubious privilege. All it takes is for Mr Fatso or Jurgen the Gigantic German to make a beeline for you - nice, tidy, amenable chap that you are - and the whole flight is a misery, whereas at least you get to choose whom to park your ass next to if you're last to board.