Notwaving, here's some gin because I'm scared of you today to help you relax!
Slubber, enjoy your last night in the land of beer and schnitzel, and have a safe trip home. I can only just imagine that it must be mixed feelings now, but console yourself with the fact that you'll have clean knickers to wear!
On the clean knickers issue, when away for longer than a week, I often just wash mine in the hotel in the evening then blowdry the final bits the next morning if still damp. The knickers, that is. Well, we were away once and ds's Iggle Piggle squashy toy (small one, hung to backpack) got a bit filthy. I decided on the same treatment, but then accidentally nuked poor Iggle Piggle with the hairdrier. All fluffy white guts coming out of his (/her/it ??) tummy. Had to go and beg a Peruvian lady in a backstreet, whilst not being able to speak a word, to patch him up! Still makes me smile every time I look at the bright red woven patch hand stitched over the Piggle's stomach, and I cannot bring myself to bin it, even though long since outgrown.
Not that I recommend you ask random women to patch your delicates, Slubber.
Had rather disastrous work day - partly relating to having to run off to pick up ds from school as "he has chicken pox". However, £200 later, the dermatologist (only medical practitioner that could see me today) has confirmed that it's 3 mosquito / sand flee bites. Uhm yes, like I've said all along. Have SO much work that HAS to be finished before end of tomorrow (legal requirement, so can't even beg for mercy).
You know what, I'm having a moany week. Stuff all that. Free wine / gin / beer for all. Come on over.