Hidden treasures unzipped

I'm patting myself on the back because it's 10.30 p.m. and I've finished the packing. So we can go to bed early (ish) before our trip to rain sodden Scotland.

I looked around for a suitable hold all for the train - all my last minute things will go in there - contact lens, makeup etc - and at M's suggestion found the bag I used to use for Guildford Writers. When I cleared it out, I made some interesting discoveries - a purse I thought I'd lost with £15 in it. It was my spare - for going places where I didn't want to take too much money or credit cards - and I replaced about a year and half ago. Come to think of it, I think I even reported it missing, because there was one, now outdated, credit card in it for emergencies. That's the problem with bags and cases that have lots of zip pockets. You put things in for safe keeping and promptly forget you've done it. There was also a pair of sunglasses I'd also thought I'd lost. And a short story I was going to read out at some time. It was the first story I'd ever written and I'd managed to expand it to 1,300 words. At the time (I remember) I wondered how I could ever write something longer than that. I couldn't imagine I would write a novel of 115,000 words.

Anyway it's now loaded up with tickets and itinerary, a book (about a girl searching for her lost mother - sounds familiar) and some writing stuff. (Maybe I'll carry on with Innocent Bystanders.) I've also put my 'fascinator' in there to save it being squashed in the suitcase. And an umbrella. Scotland, here we come.