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Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Hey ho, hey ho
It's back to work we go - well, tomorrow anyway.
Yes, Tim's holiday is basically finished and tomorrow he goes back to work. As holidays go, it's been a bit lame - no exciting days out, no going away ...nothing apart from gardening and car hunting. Maybe sometimes "holidays" are like that, you use them as a time to get stuff done but I have to admit to feeling a little sorry for him (in particular him). Having 2 weeks off and then spending it all doing rubbish stuff is a bit not nice for him :( We really will have to make up for it next time!
He's already started to think ahead to his next holidays! This is not because he hates his job but because a) he needs to use up some days before the end of the year and b) because we are thinking ahead to "going away" next year. I'm very excited! Last year we went to Jersey, this year we didn't go away but next year we are going to (taa-daa!) Center Parc! Yes indeed, that slightly more upmarket Butlins!
There is a little story behind Center Parc. A few ago I first discovered the place, thought it looked amazing, and made some comment to Tim about going there on/round my 30th birthday. Well, of course, due to lack of funds we never went and I was a bit disappointed but made a joke that we'd go instead when I was 40 and he promised we would (whilst probably hoping I'd forget about it!) Next July I'm 40 and, naturally, I reminded Tim, half seriously, that he had a promise to honour - so he said "right, we'll go!", hopefully in June. NOTHING is going to stop us this time ..... NOTHING! I don't want to wait until I'm 50!
Although, what's to stop us going on the inbetween years I've no idea. Clearly some unwritten rule that decrees that, "thou shalt only go to Center Parc once a decade". Ahem.
So this year we went nowhere - this is partly due to keeping a very tight hold on the purse-strings although we probably could have done something cheap and cheerful. Tim's mum mentioned camping ........... "you can borrow our tent!", she said. Oh dear god. We've never been camping, Tim did as a little boy and said he really loved it but we never have. Reason? I'm SCARED. That's right, scared. I'm scared of getting bitten half to death by midgies. I'm scared of lack of decent hygiene facilities. I'm scared of the kids clambering out in the middle of the night and disappearing. I'm scared of being murdered to death in our sleep because there is nothing but a flimsy tent between us and the outside world and ANYONE could get in. I think, if I'm honest, this one and the kids getting out are my biggest fears. Tim, of course, laughs in my face and says "for heavens sake woman - you don't camp in a creepy field in the middle of nowhere!"
Thing is, I kind of like the idea of being that sort of "free" ..... maybe I might be persuaded but ONLY if Tim sleeps nearest the entrance in order to protect me from the CROWDS of maniacs outside. I'm SUCH a "girl" aren't I? *laughs*.
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