If you've got a few hours to kill at the airport before your plane drives cloudwards or, as was the case with me, you're seconds away from it flying off and leaving you stranded, have a pint at the Wetherspoons pub past the security check.
The prices of this dark pub seem to be based on adding all holiday prices together and if the cost of your drink ends with 99p, you can expect the barmaid to just keep the penny without asking. Even though I'm off on holiday and have no need for one stirling penny, I still want the damn thing. It's the principle.
I also don't like the idea of taking my belt off and shoving my belongings through an x-ray machine just to drink. Yes, that's the exact reason they made me do that. read more