A brief word about last night: We were land-side fairly quickly. The longest part in the process being the route march from the gate to the “UK Border”. Noticeable that there were no long lines for Americans and other “Tourists”. The process of a UK citizen (sorry, EU citizen) entering isn’t quite the nod it used to be either. The agent I got wasn’t quite as surly as his US counterpart, but I reckon he’d been taking lessons – barely a grunt in response to my Good Evening. Oh well.