The return leg: Holidaymaker forgets false limb in mad dash to airport

IF YOU think the phoniest feature of a return flight home from holiday is the orangina tan, it probably is.

That is because the false teeth — and occasionally the false legs — of our fellow travellers have failed to make it on board.

Instead of smiles to heighten the glow of bronzed skin, you could find yourself dazzled by what looks like a row of unpopped popcorn kernels, courtesy of the passenger who left his fake choppers soaking in his bedside glass.