Who could forget the back lounge of the Electra and the DC4?
Flying was fun in Oz in those days and enjoyable and one got dressed up for it. If one's TAA 727 went tits up one was put on the next AN without auctions or arguments. If the flight was cancelled you'd be booked into a livable pub at no cost. Only a small handful of unkempt bogans on any given flight in cattle class. Minimum of PAs by the hostesses (not 'flight attendants'....hosties had panache) and the PAs weren't loud.
The only real dangerous blight on the then high standard airline system were those Viscount 700s. After Winton dad banned us from flying on them.
And I met Susan Jones on one AN flight!
