https://www.theregister.co.uk/2019/11/29/something_for_the_weekend_/

Something for the Weekend, Sir? The customs officer likes my smile. He smiles back.

Phew, another passage through international arrivals achieved without the slightest whiff of latex and talc. Still, these passport checks are getting longer and I don't mean the queueing. I mean the time I have to stand in front of the little booth while a uniformed gent – it's almost never a woman outside the UK, I've noticed – furrows his brow at my passport.