Story of a charmless airport

I just brought Newcastle Airport grinding to a halt with a rogue can of Rubicon Passionfruit. I was looking forward to that drink as well. It's a muggy day. My entire purpose in life is complete-to keep border security staff hydrated-err I mean to keep the United Kingdom strong and stable!
As an aviation nerd the last few days have certainly been interesting.  A tiny prop plane from Gdansk to Copenhagen, a slightly larger Canadair Regional with SAS/Cimber Air across the North Sea to Newcastle. Today it's a BA Domestic with non complementary rip off additional extras down to Heathrow followed by a giant Airbus to Addis Ababa with Ethiopian, What I'm REALLY looking forward to however is the middle of next month, an ancient prop from Lalibela to Gondar across the mountains of Ethiopia! 
If only the airport could be as interesting as the flights themselves. Heathrow will keep me occupied with Heston Blumenthal's Perfectionists Cafe but the extent of the pre flight entertainment at Newcastle extends to winding up the staff in WHSmith by refusing to scan the boarding card. (It's not legally enforceable despite what they'd like to claim. It allows them to rake back an insane amount in tax for their shareholders)
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