I have filled one large green zip-up shoulder bag with just clothes, I have also filled one large wheelie bag with clothes, half my CD collection, my favourite Christmas decorations (They are die-cut cardboard cut outs of 1940's movie stars), a large number of Lush products, Jamie Oliver's new cookbook, an enormous jar of Marmite, a bottle of CK One, a bottle of Baedadas Original bubble bath and several books stuffed in the front pocket in case of literary emergency.
In the large soft wheelie bag I will be putting my file of important papers (No, Doc C, I am not referring to the papers I will need to hand over to the immigration officials. Those will be in my hand luggage.), red DM boots, black ballet flats, a cream wool coat, several hoodies, a v-shaped companion pillow, a cotton stars and moons blanket and whatever else I can squeeze in without danger of the thing bursting.
In the red courier bag I use for my carry-on luggage will be my immigration paperwork, a black skully mug, a Tate Modern Measurement glass, 3 mirrored glass tea light holders, a small present for Doc C and all of those things I deem necessary for transatlantic travel.
Is that everything I was hoping to take back with me this time? Frankly no, but there is only so much I can actually take on a plane anyway.