Having collected some shopping and fresh clothes, we’re now driving towards Paisley on our way to the airport. Somewhat belatedly, I remember the volume of luggage Mum and Dad packed for the cruise.
“Will we able to get everything in?” I ask Jenny, after explaining my concern.
“If their packing was within the baggage allowance they were permitted to fly with, then I’m certain I won’t have a problem fitting it in the boot. In anticipation, I emptied everything I didn’t need to be carrying when I went home. Let’s face it, if the worst comes to the worst, then we can always put a bag on the front seat, and you can travel in the back, between your folks.”
Although Mum is average in size, Dad’s a big man, six-foot-three tall, eighteen stone and muscular from working out. I’d expected he’d si
