Posted by: Ian Briggs on 8th April 2013 at 1:27 pm
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Isn't it funny who you meet in airports?
After a miserable time queuing to get through security, feeling stressed and fed up, I was sat having a pint to calm the system and a guy sits down beside me and announces to the table that he's desperate for a pint of Harp before he goes back to England…then he puts half a dozen bags of Tayto cheese and onion crisps on the table (“for the misses”).
Lightened an otherwise rubbish time sitting in the departure lounge – there really is nothing to do in Belfast City Airport other than drink!