Packing for such an excursion isn’t a thing that one must take lightly as one must carefully plan for all eventualities….this is todays job pre-departure day!
With the vaccinations for diphtheria, typhoid and blue tongue sorted weeks ago it left only the athletic supports and the verruca cream to add to the wash bags.
With no baggage limits to consider the hefty piles are laid out in priority order and folded neatly and packed in strict accordance to the official list.
…Ninja barbecue, leopard~skin thong, stunt kite, cheese knife, dominoes, tin opener, snorkel, handkerchief, travel pillow, new undercrackers, a vintage cravat, umbrella and a large packet of Rennies (in case we end up eating their food), in the first pile, then some bright summer clothes, hats and evening wear and finally a bag with the liquids, jewellery and a funky beach ball volleyball set.
As the camera phone was invented in France I intend to take mine too to get a few snaps along the way and I may even pack a selfie stick so that I can walk round especially crowded places wafting the thing in front of me while posing and posturing on every street corner with no fear of looking like a right touristic tosser…
It seems perfectly acceptable now in society to stand in everyone’s way trying to capture your newly injected Botox inflamed lips 👄 while pouting seductively and attempting to look magnificent, simultaneously clutching a half glass of Prosecco, with the wind in your hair generated from brandishing a new set of massive swishing eye lash enhancements for the sole purpose of getting a ‘thumbs up’ on your sad social media ‘Instant’I’mANob’agram’ account….
We will not be tolerating that kind of behaviour in our group…
Ok, so they were from Belgium but it’s near enough and the words are all in French so sing along in English if u prefer as Iv included a translation if u can’t speak da lingo…
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