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My legions of readers may have noticed that I've not posted anything here for a while. It's not that I've fallen out with you, or given up blogging, it's just minor changes in recent circumstances mean I'm not often sat in front of a keyboard with stuff to say

 

I'm still hangling around in the sidelines though, so the odd posts will continue to pop up

 

During two of the weeks I've recently been off blog, we were in Corfu again. It was your typical decent break away in the sun, and we didn't want to leave, but when we had to scoot for Corfu airport, we did what we always do; arrived very early

 

After security, Mrs Bucko went to check out the duty free, while I went to see how big the queue for passport control was. And it was a big one, twice round thwe waiting area. So I went to grab Mrs B and said we would have to queue up and do the duty free that they have after passport control, if we still had time

 

After queuing for just a short while, I heard a woman behind me blurt out, "This is RIDICULOUS!. You see, this is what you get for leaving the EU!"

 

We've been going to Corfu since way before Brexit and the queue for passport control is a feature of Corfu airport that has never changed*, regardless of Brexit. I found I could not let this one pass

 

I turned to the woman, put on a big beaming customer service smile, and said, "First time in Corfu airport then?"

 

The look on her face when she realised that the queue had nothing to do with Brexit and had always been that way, was a sight to behold

 

Brexit woman and her partner continued to mumble curses to each other about the queue, but we just ignored them from that point on. Mrs B did have a little giggle though when the woman said, 'You don't get this in Jamaica'. We were not aware Jamiaca was in the EU 

 

 

*It actually did change on this visit. There's usually two booths, each for two coppers, but they generally only have two or three coppers checking passports at any one time. This time they had increased the booths to seven, and all were full, so even though the queue was big, it went down quite fast, and we still had time to get some duty free fags and an over priced sandwich