What a complete and utter twit my son is. This morning he was flying off to Marseilles with his American gf. The plane was leaving from Stansted at God knows what hour. Anyway at 8am I got a phone call to say he wasnt going as he had turned up at the airport a day early!! He was mortified and decided it would be a good idea if Mum would come and collect them for a day's entertainment - I live very close to Stansted.
In to overdrive I go, cleaning the house in 10 minutes flat, get dressed and go and collect them. As it turns out, as soon as they had 'checked in', they got a phone call from the lady they were staying with in Marseilles to say that her ex husband had died ad she had to head back to England to see her children.
Its all a big mess, but they are now travelling tomorrow and staying anyway. Still, he isnt living this down very well amongst his siblings and friends. Anyone else done anything so daft before, because I think ds sits pretty high on the list?