Glad I'm not a young mother thinking of going to Australia though - what a nightmare for her and other passengers.
There was one on our flight coming back Brunette - a toddler rather than a baby.
I found myself gritting my teeth and muttering 'give her a dummy, give her a bottle, give her a cuddle, take her for a walk, whatever' as she was standing in the aisle just wailing miserably for what felt like hours. It then progressed to loud screams as we prepared to land.
I don't think I could stand it either trisher.