There we were, minding our own business in the boarding queue, when I noticed the cockpit door was open. So I pointed out to Alex that he could see the instruments through the door. The next thing I knew, he was being welcomed in by the pilot, given a signed postcard of the plane and having his picture taken in the driving seat. Made his day! Full marks to Air Malta.
Sadly, things went downhill from there, with truly awful inflight food and a dreadful movie (Alvin and the Chipmunks) - both of which seemed to go down very well with Alex but with nobody else. But we arrived safe and sound - and so did our luggage.