As this was live, viewers could also send in questions about the airport's operation, which Kate put to a rather bored looking air traffic controller. Well, he had every right to look bored, as most of the questions had common sense answers. “What do you do if someone on a plane being kept in a holding pattern above Heathrow is taken seriously ill?”
Rather than answer sarcastically, “Nothing changes the order of the holding pattern, we can't let sick people interfere with our jobs,” he gave the obvious answer, “Their plane is given priority to land and we try to have medical assistance on hand at the earliest opportunity.”
The real grievance about Airport Live being, well, live is that there could have been a fascinating documentary about Heathrow hidden among all the false excitement of the live pieces.
As ever there was a team of presenters just bursting to try their hand at some of the many daily tasks performed at the airport. Do you really want to watch Dallas Campbell applying markings to the fuselage of a plane? I know my answer.
If only it had taken its lead from the programme that followed it on Tuesday, The Route Masters: Running London's Roads. Here was a documentary that took the vast subject of the operation to keep traffic moving on London's complex road system and made it accessible, informative and enjoyable.
Its formula was simple: find the one person who can describe well the complexities of the job, to give you the nuts and bolts of your doc; then find all the characters among the workers who perform the myriad tasks, from cleaning Blackwall Tunnel to filling in potholes and picking up dead foxes, to give you the colour. Job done.
For Airport Live to work really well, you needed some sense of drama or jeopardy. That's what live television thrives upon. Will the fledglings survive outside the nest? Will England lose on penalties, again? Will Simon Cowell get a boxful of eggs in his face?
But the one thing you don't want to see is any sort of drama or jeopardy at one of the world's busiest airports. Will the engine catch alight? Will the landing gear not open? Will the swarthy bearded man twitching and sweating buckets in economy confirm everyone's worst fears about racial stereotyping?
I see enough blood and carnage beamed live into my living room during the news. I don’t want the makers of Airport Live to add to it – but without any drama, it's just planespotting.