Dear old Bournemouth, they refused my wife's make-up as it was in the wrong sized clear plastic bag, even though the bag had been issued at Heathrow a couple of weeks earlier.
But they did allow through some chap covered in tattoos and studs, one which was about two inches long, as sharp as you like and protruding from his lower lip...
The world's gone barmy.
(35 years on the "inside", loving being on the "outside" looking in.)