“But, more than 50 million people in America suffer from common allergies and symptoms,” I explained. It did no good, I was not going to get on the flight and all I could think of was, “Why didn’t I wear a long sleeved shirt?” Let me take you back in time and explain how I was forced off the plane on the way to my dream vacation!

I should name this story, The Silly Adventures of Me and My Fork. My husband and I recently watched a movie from our youth. In this movie, the main character suffers from allergies and symptoms associated with eating sesame seeds. The actor, in order to prove the food he is eating is laced with the seeds that could cost him his life, scrapes his skin with a fork and rubs the food into the skin. There is no reaction, he is safe, end of story. Unless, of course, you have had a few too many drinks and you think trying this same tactic will be fun.

I am allergic to peanuts. The allergy is not as dangerous as the kiss of death reaction some people have, but I can still feel short of breath if I accidentally consume the nuts. After watching this movie, I decided to see if the forking tactic could actually work on real people. I took a fork, scraped my skin and rubbed the area with a peanut. The result was the effect many common allergies and symptoms have on the body, a rash. I had proven the test effective and I went to bed happy with my ingenuity.

The following morning, my husband and I were set to leave for a Jamaican getaway. As we approached the ticketing counter to board the plane, I was asked about the scrapes and rash on my skin. I explained the above mentioned story and not one person believed me. I was told I could not fly to Jamaica until my “unexplained rash” was gone. I pleaded with the flight attendant and resulting to yelling, “But, more than 50 million people in American suffer from allergies!” No luck on the boarding pass.

In a crazed stupor, I rushed off to the nearest restaurant and asked for a spoon of peanut butter. No one seemed to have this ever so common food. I instantly remembered that my husband was allergic to latex and I was sure I could find a latex glove. I saw a bathroom attendant and asked him for a glove. I got the attention of the flight attendant and proceeded to rub the glove on my husband’s arm. A rash nearly instantly started to appear on his skin and I was sure she would understand and let us board the plane.

With a grin on her face, the flight attendant said, “Oh, I am allergic to latex too and skin lotions with fragrance. Isn’t it interesting how common allergies and symptoms can link strangers together? But, now that both of you have active rashes, neither of you will be boarding the plane today.” The end!

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Tesco Milk Chocolate covered Raisins 200g

We have been notified by Tesco that they are recalling 200g Tesco Milk Chocolate covered Raisins due to the possibility that some bags may have been incorrectly packed with chocolate covered peanuts.

This product should therefore be avoided by anyone with a peanut allergy.

If you have bought this product you can return it to your local store for a full refund.

Tesco apologises for any inconvenience caused.

After a stormy Friday night woke up to a wet and blustery day on saturday. Skies were dark and heavy buy my spirits were light and sunny. For today I had my son for the day. These days for dads like me are so special. Our weekend of enjoying our children, too few moments of joy and happiness. 10 hours of forgetting the trials and tribulations of life, drown ourselves in love and celebrating that special love that exists between father and son.

Building block walls, castles, boats just to see them destroyed in 5 seconds, but gladly and happily rebuilding them time and time again. Wow, if this were a building project we would have had steam coming out of ears and be filled with anger. But a 4 year old boy gets away with it!!

A trip down the park, to participate in that normal life that only parents seem to be able to have. My son has become a petrolhead and adrenaline junkie! Swings must go higher than before, roundabouts faster, even rope slides that have a sudden jolt at the end bring huge smiles and absolute enjoyment to both him and me. It seems to happen overnight. Transformed into a proper little boy!! Jumping in puddles, muddy trainers, soaked trousers and mud splattered face can’t disguise the fun he’s having. Let him do it, his mum can wash the trousers after she puts him to bed tonight.

Home for lunch, an afternoon cuddling in front of TV, playing games and then the time approaches to take him back. A brief moment to see his angelic face asleep in the car before carrying him from the car, still deep in sleep. A brief kiss goodbye and then time for my heart to be heavy reflecting the wintry evening. Another two weeks to wait for the sun to lift my spirits once again.

Sunday, the weather has cleared, the forecasted sunny spells last all day. Time for dad to jump in puddles, get wet feet, splattered face. Out of bed, dress for the days adventures, hyrapak filled, energy bar bppacked, wrist ice medical identification wristband put on, specially made for cyclists by ICE ID just in case and load the car for a days mountain biking at Swinley Forest.

3 hours of mountain biking, a roast dinner at my parents with a glass of claret and sit down to watch the results of X-factor. Watch jamie get booted off and reflect that the competition is farcical. Not because Jedward are still in, we all understand why, but because the worst singer in the contest somehow gets through another sing-off!! Tactical voting from Loius and teenage girls to blame for that one.

A perfect weekend comes to an end.