Customer service? What’s that?
There is an airport in England . . . No name, but it’s north of Yorkshire . . . through which I’ve travelled over many years. During that time I’ve been of the opinion that its security staff have a higher twat quotient that is found in any other British terminal. I went through there yesterday and that view was reinforced by a fluff-cheeked kid with a failed moustache. He knows who he is.
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Sorry my fellow Motherwellian (Dalziel High – Douglas House) but Bristol Airport has the highest proportion of Village Idiots in security – including the individual who insisted an aircraft fuel tanker driver surrender his bottle of mineral water before entering air side! Would an ex Calder Public Schoolboy lie?
Other entries will be accepted. By the way, we’re leaving Heathrow out of this.
Oh lord – just been told that my old schoolmate has the Big C. Wish I’d known before I mentioned his name on your blog. All the best to you, and keep up the fight – all of the ‘Well, the rest of Scotland and all fitba lovers are thinking of you.