"It ain't my fault guv..."

We are virtually being crushed in the stampede of individuals and companies trying to avoid any responsibility for anything in the last couple of days, following the messy state of our airports yesterday and today.

Whilst of course it's not possible to hold airline companies, security staff, insurance companies or anyone other than the perpetrators responsible for the general chaos that reigns, they sure are desperate to tell the good old British public to just bend over and take it again it seems.

For example, it is thought that in more than half of cases, your travel insurance that the nice salesman convinced you was essential in these turbulent times, will be of absolutely bugger all use to you. Many constitute "acts of terrorism" as exemptions to payouts, and those that do may argue that as no terrorism actually took place (only the aftermath of chaos left by successfully detecting terrorists), then you are again not entitled to compensation.

So here you are, sat with your rotten teeth (your toothpaste is now contraband), smelly (sorry no deodorant), bored (no books), kids screaming (no toys), soon to be skint (you can still of course buy all these things at vastly inflated prices once on the plane), your holiday screwed as you sit in an airport terminal for hours, still unsure if you're actually going to go anywhere or not, and you can't even look forward to the insurance covering it.

I'm beginning to think this whole thing is a massive conspiracy between the government and English Heritage. Just you watch as the droves of people decide to avoid the perils of foreign holidays altogether from now on, and go and visit that nice stately home in Oxfordshire or Devon instead.
Imagine that, a holiday where you can carry your water with you, no need for a passport or the fat jobsworth behind the counter who decides you look 'suspicious' and keeps you going through your baggage for three hours. The weather's not too bad either.

And best of all, the road signs are in English.