Walking in the Shadows

Random musings from Warwickshire on life in general... Things that make me laugh, make me cry, things that wind me up beyond all endurance - and everything in between.

Different day, but still the same issues

Well, as I type this, I'm seated in the departure lounge of Birmingham airport, waiting to board the flight to Funchal.

It's rather disconcerting, as the last time I was here, security was quite a bit tighter - they wanted to see exactly what you had in your little bag (where you have to put liquids / solids in) and wanted to know the ins and outs of any electrical items you may be carrying.

This time? No requirement to remove the bag with the liquids in, but I managed to set the metal alarm off. The security staff were pleasant, and asked me to take off my shoes, belt and the bracelets that I am wearing. Even with them removed, I still set the alarms off (could be something to do with the pins in my knee!)

Mum was the one that caused real fun and games - the gate went berserk because of all the metal work in her legs (from the car accident and the partial hip replacement) Thankfully, the staff were quite OK with the explanation (could be due to the fact that Mum was limping) and let us go through.

That's what makes me laugh about security here. It's never consistent - one minute your being pulled for the slightest infringement, the next, you could almost walk an elephant through!

Guess I should call this quits - I've got to get a couple of bottles of water before the flight boards.

Back when I return from Madeira, unless I can get to a computer to update things whilst I'm on holiday...

Karen

I've been watching, I've been waiting
In the shadows for my time

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