Now that bag searches are becoming a regular feature of everyday life, I really need to think about tidying mine out on a more regular basis.
I guess I'm not alone though in toting a bag that's more like a portable life support system, the contents of which could deal with most minor emergencies.
I'm pretty sure that pre-dog and child it was much lighter. Once dogs arrived into my life, my bags, pockets etc became receptacles for poo bags and gravy bones.
Then after arrival of daughter, the bags got bigger and the contents far greater. She's much older now, but I'm still carrying baby wipes - as a parent I have discovered that these have a myriad of uses, including removal of seagull poo at the seaside from hair and clothes, and creature guano from an invertebrate at Bugtopia who kindly deposited on husband's pale blue jeans.
Unsurprisingly, they never put that on the packaging do they? Further evidence that they perhaps aren't the best thing for babies' sensitive skin.
When we're away on holiday my bag gets even bigger and heavier, as I seem to be the one left carrying camera, sunblock, water, snacks, plasters, etc.
In fact, the last time my bag was searched, it was packed to the gunnels with holiday stuff.
I apologized to the man who was searching each and every pocket and compartment as thoroughly and sensitively as he could, given the circumstances.
He told me not to worry as he'd seen far worse. He then dropped his voice to a confidential tone and told me that one handbag he'd searched had an item that the lady in question should really have left at home in her bedside cabinet - and I don't think he meant Lavender pillow spritz, painkillers or Vicks VapoRub, which is what's in mine!
Thus reassured, I collected my bag and made a note to self that no matter how embarrassed you are about the tidiness and/or contents of your bag, there will always be somebody, somewhere with something far worse.