smorgs was 'Diana Ross'd' at Schiphol Airport!

Yes it's me (smorgs), back from honeymoon. Had a fab time...loads of adventures...and I can remember most of them!

Going, I didn't beep at all when I went through security at Manchester Airport. Coming back, however, was an entirely different matter...

Went through the barrier...I beeped. I was taken to one side by a very butch Dutch security domanatrix and given 'a bloody good frisking' much to my chagrin, especially as everyone was watching and my betrothed could barely contain his mirth at my predicament and extremely red face. I told her that "I had nothing to declare but my enormous engagement ring" thinking that maybe a small joke in these circumstanes would not only to diffuse an embarrassing situation, but also to leave no doubts as to my sexuality...in a very subtle way. She wasn't amused...even when I made reference to "the metal plate in my head". Honestly! No sense of humour...and I was the one being violated! She REALLY felt my breasts and everything, even down the back of my trousers! By then I had 'come over' all Diana Ross and was saying things like "this is an outrage"...Neil was watching from the other side now (through gaps in his fingers) but then when she pointed at my legs and said "open please" in a very stern voice, I could see his shoulders going up and down.

Needless to say, he is using every opportunity to tease me about it!

Just thought I'sd share that with you.

I feel 'cleansed' of the experience now...I thank you

Sarah.
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