Liveline: Thread with no name, Host with no shame

I often wonder how it doesn’t happen quite frequently in airports around the world as it really is a free for all at the carousels. There’s never any validation required for anybody to pick up anybody’s else’s luggage, and having it in place would lead to huge queues and inefficiency. I generally have manky looking luggage that nobody would want to claim in 100 years, and tbh the most valuable commodity (to me) within is invariably stoma supplies as it is so hard to get the right ones in many destinations. The clothes I bring are pretty worthless, never bring Jewellery or electronics in hold luggage.

One time I took the wrong bag off the carousel, it had been almost identical to my own. I was travelling with my elderly mother from Tenerife and was focusing on getting her bag more and making sure she was ok.

Wonder what exactly was in whacker’s baggage? I remember as an 18 year old travelling with my friend to Bornholm on the night ferry from Copenhagen (there’s a book of same title) and she and I noticed we were sharing a cabin with a third person who had left their big clumsy sack of a bag on one of the bunks. I said “wonder who we are sharing with?” Label was a Danish name, as far as we could make out it was a male mane, but not being overly familiar with Scandi names we weren’t too sure, as some women’s names appear quite masculine. My friend said “let’s take a quick peek… looks to me like a man’s bag!” We eased the zip back a little, saw tons of shot wood planks & carpentry equipment. “It’s a fella! Wonder what he’s like! In Scandinavia they seem to put stranger men & women together”. An hour later a slightly inebriated blond lady, aged about 35, came in and said good evening in Danish, then English. Turned out she was bringing some DIY items from a Copenhagen hardware store to the island where she & her husband lived as the local hardware didn’t quite have what they needed for a little project. Besides, she enjoyed shopping weekends in Copenhagen and always liked meeting young backpackers like ourselves. We were stone sober, no way could we afford the prices of local booze on our very tiny salaries.

Missed de promo… to get plumbers an dat I use the app Your Pro, have got tradespeople quickly & willing to do small jobs, often a list of them to choose from.

Mary Lou didn’t like it either, but he remained good humoured.

That stupid advert about mental health is the state’s idea of care for seriously unwell people.