A handbag as a dog's breakfast

Okay, we don't make airport jokes at this time with the horror of the possibilities of crimes on planes, but I do feel sorry for the men and women and children at Heathrow having to empty out their backpacks, small cases, and handbags. I know that my old black handbag looked like a dog's breakfast one time at Melbourne airport as I watched the scanner detect it all! They kept insisting I had scissors. No, I did not, said I. Yes, you have. And there it was tucked inside a kid's zipper bag where I kept my pens, pastels, crayons for drawing. They confiscated the scissors. So, what's with so many spectacles? Well, perhaps someone says, I need them all, for the sun, for the shade, for reading, for driving. I am sorry for people who are a bit tense or even claustrophobic about flying - without a book, a crossword, their pod, diary, notebook.
W.