It's 10:30 now, in the terminal Wh Smiths was long shut when we arrived at 9:30, the burger bar had just stopped serving, the Cafe Del Arte Pizza / Pasta place was serving up what has been lying around all day and looks as appetising as a pair of old incontinent mans loafers. The only bright spot on the greasy teenage acne face of Le Shuttle cuisine is the Brioche Dorée, it's a ham baguette oasis and is the only place serving food to all the delayed shuttlers who will be stuck here for a couple of hours.
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