Marmite jar tries to make a run for it, but didn’t get very far!
Stansted Airport Security Staff stopped me yesterday for the henious crime of trying to smuggle out of Britain……………… a jar of Marmite!
Could there be anything more terribly British than wanting a little slice or should I say spread of England on ones toast in the morning? Damn the terrorists for causing the current rules that denied me my basic rights to Marmite.
And Marmite, how about a 100ml jar for the Englishman abroad?
Congratulations to the Security Staff though, to spot a small jar amongst the fully packed case and of course the whole thing was treated with amusement by all concerned. Nice to know that the only horrors on board are the Ryanair non reclining seats and the price of drinks!
I guess it means I still qualify to be an English man then, even after living abroad for a while 🙂