He didnt just forget the toothbrush...he forgot the suitcase

LEJC

jacqeus_chirac wrote: »

Sure we've all gone to the airport before, and forgotten to pick up our passports?

I can quite honestly say Ive never gone to the airport without my passport...but I cant of course now say we've never forgotton the suitcase!!!!

Its getting easier and I'm,sorry we're starting to adapt although he seems to be managing better than me...whats not helping is that the weather is just a little too changeable...fabulous day yesterday in the sun...but off to get a rain coat today.

Stiill laughing about it all....so its not all bad!

Although what started as a "cheap break away"...may be reflected differently in the credit card statement next month.

Firetastic

This reminds me of something similar with my Aunt and Uncle from Canada. We picked them up from Glasgow Airport and halfway down the motorway my uncle suddenly says "That's not my suitcase" Then he says "Joke" Could easily have throttled him. He's a bit of a joker my uncle.:rotfl:

itsanne

Many years ago I accompanied my teacher husband taking a party of pupils youth hostelling (dormitory accommodation). I packed for both of us as I was a student on uni break at the time. The trip was great, but neither of us had any nightwear. Oops!

More recently we spent the summer in Canada. We put everything we wanted to take in the spare room to make packing easier. OH had 14 pairs of socks (bare feet in sandals the whole time) and no pants.

Gloomendoom

I once got to Faro in Portugal, only to find that my suitcase was empty.

This was years ago and the problem was that I'm a big bloke and the Portuguese, on the whole, are little fellows. I couldn't find any clothes to fit me in the shops.

LEJC

Gloomendoom wrote: »

I once got to Faro in Portugal, only to find that my suitcase was empty.

Now that one really has made me laugh!!!!

bonniecata

i asked my husband to price up a ferry break to either Bruge or Amsterdam and went to work on getting home he excitedly told me he had booked it then once we looked through the details he had booked it to Rotterdam and had only booked it for me and him not our 3 kids who had a lovely time staying with nanny while we were treat to the delights of building work all over Rotterdam

aileth

bonniecata wrote: »

i asked my husband to price up a ferry break to either Bruge or Amsterdam and went to work on getting home he excitedly told me he had booked it then once we looked through the details he had booked it to Rotterdam and had only booked it for me and him not our 3 kids who had a lovely time staying with nanny while we were treat to the delights of building work all over Rotterdam

And they say romance is dead!

Prothet_of_Doom

See it as an opportunity...

New underwear, new dress, new shoes... you'd need them one day, and as my wife says "you can never have too many shoes"

maman

I once (about 30 years ago) packed a case for my DH to go away for a weekend. We were on the train and I happened to idly look down at his feet. Then it dawned on me I'd not packed any socks! Easy to buy in the local shops next day.

Best mistake I ever made! I've never packed a case for him since as I'm not to be trusted!:D:j

All I do is insist that anything he wants to take is presented for laundry several days before and after that it's each to his own.

I always do the Shirley Valentine mantra 'Passports, Tickets, Money' before I leave and after that we can cope.

Kaz2904

We went to St Jean de Monts a few years ago and had to leave home at 12 on the Saturday. I finished my nightshift at 8am so hit the hay for a couple of hours. DH was left with the list of stuff to pack for the children and all of their summer clothes were neatly folded on the table, the sofa and every other available surface downstairs.
When we arrived at our destination in blazing glorious heat, I unpacked to find he'd put in all winter clothes for 20 month old DS. Not a single t shirt for the poor devil :eek:. Luckily, DD had a cream pair of dungarees and an olive pair so we rotated them with white tshirts and the shorts I had put DS in for the journey.
DH's excuse? I couldn't find any other clothes in his drawers! Gah! They were all out ready to be flung into the bag you muppet!
Needless to say, I have never even trusted him to follow a list since then!