Two weeks ago, on a British Airways flight to Shanghai, I found a foreign body in a bowl of plain boiled rice.
It was a metal staple, sharp at both ends and dangerous. Had I swallowed it, the consequences would have been unpleasant, to say the least.
I called over the chief steward, who politely recorded my complaint and bagged the staple for examination. She offered me the rest of the menu, but I was not going to touch anything apart from the cheeseboard.
Two weeks later, I am still awaiting an explanation from BA.
Had the airline been a restaurant, an inspector would have visited by now, made a report and possibly shut the place down.
But BA is not subject to terrestial statndards, or any other. It is a bucket airline, flying by the seat of our pants and gtreating passengers worse and worse with each passing year.
I have written to the Food Standards Authority in the hope of improving safety in the air.
In the meantime, if you can – don’t fly BA. And if you do, don’t eat.