Not recently
but a couple of years ago I had to fly to the US with work. I was going over from Edinburgh to Newark then catching an onward connection to my destination.

So I arrived at the gate, to be met with a seething mass of people, including beer-bellied blokes in shell suits and their womenfolk dressed primarily in pink and white stretchy fabrics. Along with their spawn dressed in Celtic or Rangers tops, going by names such as Jordan and Chelsea.

Imagine my delight when I realised this was actually the flight boarding at the neighbouring gate, a charter to Benidorm or somewhere like that, and the remaining passengers travelling on my flight were blokes in blazers and the like, with precious few children to be seen.

I don't know whether that's smugness or just snobbery, but I felt pleased.
( K2k6 has a proper job these days, Mon 20 Jul 2009, 10:52, 1 reply, 16 years ago)

This is you on your business trip this is.

(Bazongaloid, Mon 20 Jul 2009, 11:00, Reply)

Well, bugger me
That's the very one! Were you there too?
( K2k6 has a proper job these days, Mon 20 Jul 2009, 11:02, Reply)