There are three Loganair flights leaving Edinburgh Airport in the space of an hour… and only two check-in desks open. When we finally reach the front of the line, I am keen for things to go quickly and smoothly.

 “Do you have any dangerous goods?” asks the check-in agent.

 “Yes!” responds DorkySon, with great enthusiasm.

 DorkyDad and I look at him in horror. 

 “You do?” says the check-in agent, eyebrow raised.

“Hang on, hang on,” says DorkySon. “Did you ask me if everything is good?” 

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