Off on State visit to Canada. Late leaving house cause couldn't find travel iron and adaptor. Found them at the back of Liz's knicker drawer eventually.
Getting the old woman's gin and fags from the duty-free left me no time to stock up on Imodium Plus from Boots and guts playing up something chronic.
Sneaked one out at 35,000 feet and tried to look innocent. "One could get one's dinner out of that," choked the wife.
Can't remember if I locked the back door.