A foreign airport told us that we could carry on one piece of hand luggage, plus reading matter and a:

Lap-top

Since Haron had been across my lap for a spanking shortly before the taxi arrived, we giggled rather more than the sign perhaps merited.

Of course, we’re now resigned to the fact that we’ll forever associate any mention of a “laptop” with a mental image of a girl being placed over her top’s knees. And we thought we should share that thought with you, so that you too will end up sniggering at inopportune moments.