We were going to stop for lunch on way to the airport but we were a little later than expected so a last minute decision was made to go straight to the airport and eat there. Easyjet no longer have big queues for check-in desks, now they have massive queues for bag drop. Everybody has already checked in online and printed out their own boarding passes, now we all queue to have a sticker put on our bags before we go through passport control. You even scan your own boarding pass to go through to security now. Change and phone taken out of my pockets and thrown in the bottom of my bag and placed in a plastic tray along with my belt, I went through the automated glass cubicle, self service, do it yourself security scanning with one hand holding my trousers up (these linen pants were tight when I bought them) I was praying the uniformed officer on the other side didn't ask me to hold out both my arms whilst he frisked me, loose linen pants crumpled around my ankles and all. I heard no alarms, peeps or flashing lights so rushed to where my plastic tray containing my belt was waiting patiently. Once through we checked the board, two and a half hour delay. We'd already got there over 3 hours before flight time because of the lunch arrangement changes! Oh well, Jo said cheerily, let's shop! I trudged along behind not really showing any interest at all until the man behind the malt whiskey counter said, "would sir like to try some?" Sir would indeed! You know, sometimes shopping's not so bad. A few samples later, with a sort of inner warmth and glow, I found myself handing over my credit card and boarding pass quite readily and often. Time to eat. Only one waiter service restaurant in terminal 1, "Giraffe". Settled for a sharing platter of bruschetta bites and Jo had Croque Giraffe and I had pasta margherita. All 3 dishes laced with garlic, I hope I'm not siiting next to me on the plane! Paid the bill and then heard an announcement about free vouchers for those on delayed flight to Crete. We've just paid the bill!! Talk about bad timing. I queued for our vouchers. I got to be 2nd in queue and then........ they ran out of vouchers. I waited....and waited.... and waited.....and left. Jo would take a turn. She was now at the back of the queue and there was still no sign of vouchers. Jo asked about the vouchers and then decided it wasn't worth queuing and waiting for £3 to spend on non-alcaholic beverages. She left. We shopped some more. Our priority this time was for extra strong mints to try and override the garlic. An inner warmth and glow for the second time today courtesy of the garlic and mints. It was then we noticed that our flight had been delayed yet another hour. So having got to the airport at something around three and a half hours before our intended flight time, we now found our flight delayed three and a half hours. We'll only have been here seven hours.