I have always rather liked blue channels, especially late at night after a long day. I refer, it goes without saying, to the EU-only routes out of baggage reclaim at Heathrow. Quite what the significant difference is between the blue and the green, nothing to declare, channels is, when both are normally unpersonned, I could not say. But the blue channels have always seemed to me to be costless little tokens of friendship to our Eurochums, in a country where the blue flag with 12 gold stars has never taken root.
So before they are removed, in favour of tunnels of death between rotating knives, I went on an Indian summer tour of European capitals. For the time being, you still don’t need visas, but if the pound continues on…
