Someone buy that boy a brain, please!

Number 1 son went on a trip to Brussels this week, as part of his A level Politics course.
The trip was scheduled to leave his school in Norwich (half an hour from home) at 3am on Thursday, not a time I'm usually driving about the city - not these days anyway! I agreed to take him and a friend's daughter and she was to pick them up on their return, around 8pm Friday (today)

I decided to stay awake just in case, I have history about holidays and trips as you may already know, see here , here-and here! If something can go wrong it generally goes wrong to us! I checked and triple checked his passport/wallet/Euros/phone etc. I had asked him the day before if he had credit on his mobile - he's responsible for that himself. If you want a phone you pay for it yourself in this house. He informed me on the Wednesday that he did have credit - 5p!! On this occasion I bought him a small top up voucher and ensured he had my friends daughter's number on his phone in case of emergencies.

He has a memory the size of a pea (exactly the same as me at that age but don't tell him that!) So when I woke him at 2am we checked everything again - in his grumpy 17 year old way he assured me he had everything covered. Drop off went smoothly and I got to bed at 4am, the builder did the school run for the other 2. I slept until 9am and then dashed out for an eyebrow tint (I'm now looking ever so slightly like a clown - don't ask!)

 

After that I checked my 'phone - 3 messages from number 1 son - oh dear! The first one sent at 6am read "have I left my wallet at home.?.." At that point he was barely out of Norfolk! The second sent at 6.10am read " Oh b***** I have haven't I, I've lost it! I have no money, sorry" and finally the third message sent at 9.15am (after he'd worried and stewed for 3 hours)

read "don't worry I've found it in my bag"

 

I heard nothing more despite my texts to him, clearly he's lost his 'phone I thought! Until Friday evening, when he was on the way home, it reads "had a brilliant time, I bought you some special Belgian chocolate, but have left it in a bag at the train station......Sorry"

I did at that point tell him to check he'd got his passport/wallet/phone etc., but I also told him about the time I left a bag hanging on a luggage trolley at Gatwick airport (probably causing a bomb scare in my wake) which contained his very bestest dinosaur, never to be seen again!!

 

Oh please can someone buy that boy a brain.......??