You wouldn't read about it.

Making a surprise visit to Perth for 4 days means you can travel light, right? The Bloke came with 'single man's' luggage, just a backpack, and carried it as hand luggage. He thought he'd do the same for the return trip; after all, the main item he was taking back to Tasmania would be his Blog Mistress with her own proper luggage.

Going through security, the Bloke's backpack was scanned 3 times before he was called over to the Inspectors. OMG, how odd that a bicycle helmet, some bars of soap and some dirty clothes should 'set off' the scanner alarms. "Sir you have a hacksaw in your bag". The news was delivered in a flat and exasperated tone.

The Bloke had raided a tool box left at Mum's for any useful items to top up his repairs tool kit on board Zofia. The hacksaw and small-gauge socket set were eagerly popped into our luggage pile and stuffed into the backpack and promptly forgotten until this moment of public humiliation. Was I trying to punish him for his oversight when I insisted that he go back through security and check the backpack through as baggage? There was plenty of time and I couldn't bear the waste to simply surrender it and besides the Bloke clearly had plans for these items.

The baggage handlers as it turned out had plans of their own too. The backpack failed to appear with the other luggage from our flight to Hobart. "See, I told you it was a waste of time and a bad idea...". The rant continued but my ears weren't listening as the Bloke's voice trailed off in the direction of the lost luggage counter where a queue had already begun to form; comforting evidence that the Bloke was not being singled out for his misdemeanour.
 

Sometime during the next day the backpack was delivered.

Great work Qantas!

What all the fuss was about!