I’ve just got back from a week in Tenby. We realised when we got there that my three year old hadn’t got his cuddly pig anymore. It was only a cheap thing from ikea, but he’s slept with it every night since he was tiny and he carries it around with him everywhere.
Luckily he was distracted enough all week for it not be a massive issue, I was probably more upset than he was to be honest, but I made sure to stop at the same services on the way back.
I didn’t think it was likely, but I asked at the costa we’d stopped at if it had been handed in. The fella said he didn’t know but he’d check round the back. A minute later he emerged holding the scruffy swine. I could have kissed him, I celebrated like Villa had scored.