11/29/2025
Today I am at Manchester Airport waiting for a flight to Berlin. This is the first time I am going away by myself. I arrived at the airport almost four hours early (I know this may be excessive but I would prefer to be here on time and wait in departures).
On the way through security I was randomly chosen to be searched. The chap that did it rubbed me all over and ran a finger round the inside of my waistband, lo and behold, there was nothing to be found. The tray I put my bag and coat in also got pulled to one side for searching. I was informed by a member of staff that my tray had been searched because I'd put my coat in the same tray as my bag - silly me! Here's to having plenty of time on your side.
So far, I have done two of the four things I always do at the airport, which were browse the prices of ci******es and to***co in duty free and visit WH Smith. I have bought myself copies of Private Eye and Viz - essential. I did however slightly deviate from the regular drill as a bag of peanut m&m's caught my eye just before the self-service checkout. "Family size" it said. Although 440g of peanut m&m's are, on reflection, quite an amount for just one person, "what the hell", I thought - I'm on holiday!
Sadly, the burst of excitement was somewhat shortlived as upon scanning said m&m's I was informed by the self-service checkout they came with the princely price tag of EIGHT NINETY-NINE. Should have known better. I consequently decided to cancel my plan to have some airport pints but will shortly be going to Burger King. That's non-negotiable no matter how many m&m's I've eaten.
31, full of chocolate and peanuts, size neun