Two weeks today we fly to Manchester. Mrs L is in the other room busy packing.

That's going to make the next two weeks drag beyond belief.

When I was moving here to live, I didn't start packing until 1:00am on the morning of my flight. That's how you do it

I never pack the OH does, That way if I forget something I can blame her.

I never forget things, I'm a good packer. I just hate doing it until right at the last minute.

I never let her fold my clothes into the suitcase as my army method produces well ironed clothes right till the last day.

Being an international jet-setter, hubby packs for all 3 of us and never in advance, I bow to his superior knowledge and

I pack for me and the 2 mini Weeze's. I also start Mr Weeze's. Then I get asked why I'm stressed. 2 hours of chasing the kids round the house putting back in the things I've packed will do that to you.

We leave in 60 days!

This time we are taking one very small suitcase for each of us (think carry on size.) It should be very interesting... But remembering walking through the streets of London last time we went (at night) looking for the right coach to take us to Stansted..... Yeah I will never drag that many clothes anywhere again!

Obviously it's easier when all you have is a Union Jack, a lighter, 2 packs of B&H, a mach3 razor, and 32 packets of Tayto cheese and onion crisps... did I forget anything?

Sounds like something from Oliver Twist...

Is there any other way?

It was painful! And I made sure my husband knew just how painful it was...

Yup, have to agree with that.

Oliver Twist ... that makes me think of Fagin44 ... why did you have to make me do that? I still have to eat.

I pack the night before, and then I get up a few times in the night to add stuff that I wake up remembering to take.