How to pack for holidays
Him – biscuits, preferrably digestives, socks
Me – everything else, socks,
Socks, in case The Doctor decides to tell the story of how on one of our first holidays I didn’t pack socks so like a gentleman he lent me his. So when we ran out of socks half way through the holiday and found ourselves with one clean dry pair, and one clean wet pair, he took me at my word when I said put the wet ones in the microwave.
Oops.
Damn that holiday spirit…
