There is an old story about someone who had a ship named after them. When they went on the ship they thought it was so crap, so terrible, that they changed their name. It could be a really old story, except that I made it up a few days ago. But one day people might quote it. Travelling through this airport, one might not remember the name with affection. I say that with the very greatest respect to Her Majesty; the airport lets the name down. It's not the airport structure itself, it's the organisation, the attitude of many of the people who work there, and the unthinking, moronic processes ...
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