Never pack without my tweezers! I say 'never' I was volunteering on a Welsh island a few years back when I had only a couple of persistent hairs. I realised with horror that I had forgotten to pack my beloved tweezers. One of the other volunteers had a see through make up bag and to my joy were, snuggled in the bottom, a pair of tweezers. I locked the wash room door and plucked (excuse the pun) them from the bag and tweaked to my heart's content. She never knew. I don't think she would have been too happy, we had already nicked named her Mrs Bouquet!