Got up early at the flat, and went over to my Mum's where I'd left my pack. Nipped next door to borrow their scales - in a last minute fit of paranoia, figured it might be an idea to weigh my bag . . . anyway, put the bag on the scales - weight, 60kg, my allowance 23kg. Cue cursing and sheer panic from me, and my mum just saying calmly "Stop swearing. Let's look through it again" So I unload the pack it took me over an hour to pack, throw half my clothes and lots of toiletries out, and re-weigh it. 58kg. The air is once again blue, my blood pressure's through the roof and there's a lous buzzing in my ears Mum suggests "Calm down and stop swearing. Check your allowance with Flight
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