How I wish I could just chuck a couple of t-shirts into my suitcase, grab my toothbrush and set off happy and carefree on my hols. But I can’t. Last night I even dreamt that I forgot my passport. No, spontaneity is not my middle name. Instead, I plan my packing with all the precision of a military operation. Fortunately Alfie, my traveling teddy, is always there with a helpful suggestion… which mostly consists of pouring myself a nice long drink!
Photo: Annie. Alfie with one his mates.
