A lady at my hotel in Tunisia this year had a worse experience even than Cricketlover! She had gone out on her balcony to cool down, wearing only her Bridget Jones knickers as it was dark. She then shut the door behind her and discovered there was no handle on the outside! She had to climb down over the balcony (fortunately only from the first floor) and go in the front entrance of the hotel with only her hands to cover her embarrassment as she couldn't even find a pot plant!! She said she was taken upstairs in the lift by the maintenance man and neither of them knew where to look.

Starry, I took all of the kids to a ballet that was on in the next town and then out for a pizza. I then re booked the theatre for a few weeks later and fed them all again. It cost me an absolute fortune and if I was to do it all again, I'd just say "sorry kids, I've cocked up and we're off to Mc Donalds then into Woolies for loads of chocolate"!

The next worst thing I've done was to pick my kids up from primary school, get onto the motorway and half way home, before remembering the extra kid I was supposed to be giving a lift to!

After that...doing some supply teaching, after a long morning, I sent the class out to break, clutching their mid morning snacks, and down three flights of stairs, before realising that it wasn't break time at all and I still had an hour to go!!! Somehow I had to get them all back up without anyone noticing!!!

I think that on some days it's better just to stay in bed!