I was ringing at Bishopstoke the other week ~ just after that burning Jeep was driven into Glasgow airport. Remember that? It’s been forgotten in the excitement of the flooding. I was suddenly attacked by hunger, not the stomach rumbling stuff, but the sudden knockout feeling of low energy. I stopped wearily at a garage in Eastleigh, but couldn’t quite bring myself to buy anything. At Southampton Airport Parkway, I pulled in to the station, but the hall was closed and there aren’t any outdoor snack machines. I shouldered my bike, crossed the bridge and headed to Southampton Airport Departures. As I walked over the last zebra crossing in front of the entrance the door, security approached me. Was I planning to try and leave that - the bike - out here? I smiled, and explained that actually I was just looking for a source of chocolate. Security told me there was a WHSmith inside. What I should do, he said, is take the bike in with me. “After what happened on Saturday”. I nodded. My sense of time is a bit scrambled at the moment, but I knew we were all on terror alert. Because “this kind of bike” - they were actually used in bombs a few years back, he told me. The tubes all filled with nails and so on. I hope I made the right noises. He was between me and that chocolate. “So they’re being treated as as much of a security risk as cars, you see”. He pointed out the WHSmith and I pushed my bike down to it. Moments later I was back outside, sitting on a handy concrete wall and eating my Snickers Duo (2-for-£1). He came back to ask if I’m often at the airport. Not really. Well, when I am, there’s a bike shed in the short-stay car park opposite departures. I thanked him. I didn’t know that. Did you know that? I wonder if it’s a secure bike shed. How many people cycle to departures anyway? Would it be useful for people concerned about leaving bikes at the station?