Worst thing you left at home when you went on holiday?

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Years ago, I did a quick clean of the kitchen, just before leaving for a fortnight away. Completely forgot about the dog's bowl which was on the floor with some dog food in it. When we returned, kitchen had a weird smell, and the bowl was a seething mess of wriggling maggots!

Not me but DH. One shoe. Remembered to bring the other one! They were his dressier shoes for a trip to Rome so every evening he went to dinner in his trainers

Also NDN when they’re on holidays we’ll go in and pull the biinds morning and evening. One trip noticed a fusty smell in the house. When they’re came home they asked if I’d noticed. I politely told them no but turns out they’d forgotten to bin bread in the press and it had gotten progressively more mouldy over the two weeks

We all forget things. That’s the point of this thread.

oh yeh I have left bread in the bread bin before. Not the worst thing tho, it just goes blue and dry – was contained within the br bin. Must say tho after that I always checked there last thing.

OP I once left bananas in a fruit bowl before we went away for over a fortnight. They were gross when we came home. The worse item I ever forgot were my comfy sandals.

When I was young and foolish I always forgot to bring a hair brush. It's always one of the things I always double check for now, along with passport and pants etc

I also used to forget pjs quite a lot, but that was easy enough to get round by wearing shorts and a t-shirt or whatever

DH is in charge of putting our stuff in the car for our UK holidays, and one year he forgot to pack his bag of shoes, so the whole week he only had the scabby old slip-on ones he was wearing for the journey.

Ah yes, one year I forgot all one kid's knickers. The next year all the same kid's shorts. 'Mum can I wear knickers today? No, they're for the plane journey home' I think it's because he's the most easy going one.

Driving to a fancy party at my mums two hours away I left mine and the three kids outfits hanging on the back of my bedroom door- had to go to Asda (only supermarket and clothes shop) to kit us all out

My make up bag, back in the days when I wouldn't leave the house without full slap on (being a ginger with blue skin and blond eyelashes).
We were camping believe it or not and I insisted on a 20 mile round trip to the nearest Boots for a full set.🙄
Couldn't give a shit now🤣

Me too. Focussed on packing the kids’ stuff and totally forgot my pants. Not a single pair! Fortunately French supermarkets sell plenty!

There's always something every single camping trip. Usually the tea towel, but all my pants and socks was a good one. Or, on another occasion, my HRT 😬

@thecomedyofterrors A lot of these have made me laugh but yours had me almost hyperventilating with panic!

Most recently it was my moisturiser. I had to do lots of googling to identify a suitable replacement.

Half the tent.

It was only as I unpacked the tent on the campsite and couldn't find any poles that I remembered that at the end of the last trip I was too knackered and gave up the traditional fight to get all the bits back into the bag, and shoved the poles in a binbag instead. Thankfully it was at a festival and someone had a spare pop-up tent.

Ever since I always make sure everything goes back in the bag, no matter how much swearing, sweating and re-folding the tent it takes.

The return flight. I thought DH had booked. He thought I had booked it. That was an expensive cockup.

We did that with the tent pegs. Arrived and was like oh shit. Luckily the warden gave us a few and we had family joining who just grabbed all their spares.

Also forgot pillows and a frying pan when camping before.

Walking holiday in North Wales. Turned up to discover that I'd packed one of DS's actual walking boots and one from his identical but outgrown pair from the previous year, which for some reason were still in the cupboard. I'd brought both the right ones, so we couldn't even get him to squeeze into the too-small one! Luckily he had fairly sturdy trainers, so it wasn't the end of the world. I had also somehow failed to pack toothbrushes or toothpaste, so poor DH was outside the village shop when it opened the following morning.

Another year we got home from a week in Scotland to discover the patio doors not just unlocked but standing open. Luckily we hadn't been robbed! One of us had 'locked' them without pulling them all the way shut and they must have blown open at some point during the (fortunately dry) week.

DD’s buggy. She was walking a lot more so we had moved it to the shed not the porch. Got to security and went to pop her in it and…the look of horror as the penny dropped!

We tried the first day without it but it was loads of walking and she was exhausted - got one off Spanish gumtree for 20 euros, it was the best 20 euros I ever spent!

Dp left all his undies at home, only had the pair he travelled in, I washed them out and locked myself out of the apartment, dp had gone for a run.
He'd actually filled his suitcase with heinz beans, bread, porridge, bacon, tea, coffee, whitener, sugar 🙄
We were in a resort in Greece with a mini market practically on every corner.
He was trying to save money (we're not skint)

The days before food recycling we forgot to empty the kitchen bin the smell when we got back after a fortnight was horrific ! I've also forgotten my pants but I managed to buy more.

My swimming costume for a beach holiday in the south of France.

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Most things tbh at some point.

camping in Wales - forgot coat (it rained loads)

best friends wedding - stayed overnight in b&b. Spotted long black hair growing in cleavage - no tweezers and no time to buy any as nowhere near shops

ferry to Spain (a few nights) - forgot ds1 pants in ferry overnight bag (and managed to leave a brand new bottle of CKOne shower gel on the ferry)

have also managed to leave a variety of items behind wherever we stayed, including ds2 boots in drying room of youth hostel (they posted them to us thankfully)

Glastonbury - dh brought wrong type of gas canister for the stove

My inhalers every time... cue frantic searches for the nearest open pharmacy and plenty of grovelling to my gp surgery over the phone.

I once popped a new razor head into the wash bag and planned to add the stick it clips onto once I had shaved my legs for the holiday. Of course I realised after landing that it was still at home. We were somewhere proper remote too, so I just had to get increasing hairy through the holiday.

As a child, the airline lost just my bag, so everyone except for me had all their clothes. I can't recall being particularly bothered at having to wear mums t shirt as a dress though.