Sunday, June 25

Paranoia

My dear mama has returned from her recent holiday.
She almost didn't get back in time, having been dragged off the plane to identify her 'vibrating' suitcase. Somewhat alarmed, the airport staff leapt away from the accused valise as she approached it.
She tells me that she insisted there was nothing in it and persuaded the rather frightened staff to let her open it up (she most likely to be the terrified one, with thoughts of its detonation and the prospect of the loss of her belongings running through her mind), whereupon she retrieved her washbag from within and switched the offending electric toothbrush off.

2 comments:

Pat said...

OMG - how funny (now)! I'm glad your mom's OK. Offending electric toothbrush .... teeheehee! Glad too the airport officials are (hopefully?) fully recovered ...

Fuff said...

Pat: I don't think she's seen the funny side yet. In fact she didn't sound too amused at the guffaws from me and Fur when she told us.

Charlie: Indeed. They should be treated with respect.