I’ve no been here since 1986 and back then it was a tiny wee place and the toilets were no better than a hole in the ground and there wasn’t even any grab handles and if your glutes are no up to scratch and of course you’re completely sober then you have no chance of aiming true and surviving unscathed.

Now, the place is mahoosive and it had taken me nearly an hour to navigate the many corridors and shops to get to me gate and I’m knackered.

Ma een are needing a rest and they are nippin’, I’m hoping that I will get a few hours kip on this next flight and that when I arrive in Glasgow that the rain will have stopped, the sun will be shining and that I will have won the lottery.

All the answers to those questions will be divulged at a later date.