1. I hate unpacking after being away, but the answer is to lose our suitcase. Voila! Nothing to unpack!
2. But losing our suitcase is incredibly inconvenient. I keep remembering all the things - the little things - that I really need, and had taken for granted. I remember them layer by untidy layer. A bit like mental unpacking. So I might just as well have done the physical sort.
3. Never mind the wonderful reviews. The play of The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night time is tedious beyond words. We walked out halfway through. I much preferred the book.
4. I don't always remember even half the things I write down on shopping lists that I then leave behind. Many of today's were to replace essentials from the missing suitcase.
5. A savvy, street-wise London son is very good at organising the search for the missing suitcase (see 1). But no luck yet.
6. It doesn't matter what I look like. After all, who cares? From now on I shall always, always wear comfortable shoes in London.
7. Women (i.e. me) mind far make about missing suitcases than men (John). Why is this?
8. I have become obsessed with the missing suitcase. I shall now draw this post to an end.
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I hope the suitcase gets found. I don't think I've ever lost a suitcase but I can imagine. (Once upon a time I got a handbag stolen and even though that happened in the town where I lived, it caused no end of trouble.)
ReplyDeleteIt's a funny feeling, DT, but I'm getting over it!
DeleteOh dear! Coming back from one of our annual Yorkshire holidays, Steve's suitcase didn't show up one year. He didn't have any valuables in there, and had enough clothes and other essentials at home to get by without the contents of the suitcase, but of course we still wanted it back and filled in some forms at the airport.
ReplyDeleteTwo days later, a friendly UPS man rang our doorbell and delivered the case. It had somehow ended up in Cologne instead of Stuttgart.
To 3: I did like the book. It's a shame the play did not live up to expectations.
To 6: Comfortable shoes can look good, too, you know :-)
Mine were boots, Meike, but not my lovely cosy Uggs, which look awful but are heaven for feet.
DeleteThe only suitcases I have ever lost was with my partner when we were on a romantic weekend to Paris and both lost our cases. The first night was spent with no essentials at all. The first morning was spent in M & S getting essentials. The cases turned up at our hotel late on Saturday. This, however, presaged a bout of bad luck which ended with me having a salmon dish in a horrendously expensive restaurant and being violently ill and needing a doctor at 4am to certify that I wasn't fit to fly home early the following morning so that the insurance company would fly us home later. I've never forgiven BA nor Paris. Given that I'm usually a very rational person (and modest too) I've never felt comfortable with my feelings on this.
ReplyDeleteSince that incident when I travel I always make a list and photograph the contents of my case (in theory if not always in practice). This ensures that your suitcase never goes missing.
Men always wear comfortable shoes in London. It must be one area where we score higher than women.
Graham, I love the idea of you photographing your suitcase contents! Mine would not make a pretty picture. As for a romantic weekend without essentials....that would make a brilliant short story. In fact, may I have the copyright for that?
DeleteThere are lots of suitcases awaiting you in any lost property office. They may even be better than the one you lost.
ReplyDeleteWhat a brilliant idea, Adrian! It takes a special kind of mind to think up a stunt like that...?
DeleteI enjoyed the Curious Incident book, but wasn't convinced it would be as good as a play. Seems I was right.
ReplyDeleteHope you get the suitcase back.
Many seem to have enjoyed it, Patsy, so don't take my word for it. We often walk out of plays we aren't enjoying, and my kids mock me about it. But why sit through another half of something boring when there's wine to be drunk?
DeleteI presume your suitcase was lost on a coach or train, or did you fly to London? It must be awful to lose personal belongings and I hope you get it back soon.
ReplyDeleteIt was a black cab, Maggie. We're phoning tomorrow to find out if its been handed in. We live in hope....
DeleteI bet you won't pack half as much ever again, Frances, having seen how few items you can survive on! But I do hope the missing case turns up.
ReplyDeleteLuckily there wasn't a huge amount in it, Rsemary as we only stayed one night. Fingers crossed!
DeleteI sympathise with the lost case but am really surprised you didn't like The Curious Incident... I loved it.
ReplyDeleteLots of people seem to agree with you, Wendy. But we found it dull and very gimmicky. Luckily we were both of one mind!
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