Didn’t he go down sausage side?
At work I refer to airside as 'sausage side', much to the bafflement of the girlies. 'Why do you call it 'sausage side?' they ask. I reply 'Because... that's where all the sausages are!' - along with a knowing wink. They think I'm a bit odd. 'Just popping on the kite to have a word with the skipper!' also draws quizzical looks.