Check out Belfast International! There is a large perspex box 1m x1m x1m, into which you can volunteer "prohibited items", prior to being embarrassed after a search. Amongst the multitude of scissors, screwdrivers and nail files there is an axe! Well, a large kindling axe to be truthful but a sharp, heavy, lethal blade on a wooden handle, all the same! Now I don't know if some farmer had it in his carry-on and thought, "Oh s**t, better dump this", or some wag deliberately brought it to the airport just to chuck it in the highly transparent box, knowing that they can't touch him prior to scanning; or even if the guards put it there as an example of the range of things they expect us to leave at home but I desperately wanted to go back in to Belfast and buy a large machete or some-such and just deposit it. As expected Mrs D wouldn't let me! "Don't be so stupid! Do you want to get us arrested?" Hmmm!