What sort of summer have you had? I've had a great time - so, for those who are weeping into their beer and don't need to read of other people having fun - here's a spoiler: mine has been so wonderful I have to retreat to Devon for a week to recover.
It's not that I've had adventures. There have been no tigers or crocodiles or blue-footed-boobies. I've not even caught a flight to somewhere exotic (though I have bought one). If I unpick my summer busyness there's not been much that was exceptional about it.
Though, to be fair, the visit from Tika and Shobha was exceptional. It's not every week friends from Nepal are able to fly over to see me! So there was plenty of preliminary planning and general excitement and numerous changes of plan and finally some lovely days sharing the delights of Wiltshire!
I've also spent countless wonderful days with grandchildren. I remember, when my children were small, I had no idea why my parents should be quite so besotted and able to drop everything as soon as a small person appeared. Now - I get it. I don't have to worry about work and school and if they need new shoes or how I must remember to ring the plumber. Grandparents have the luxury of time - we can pick up the rest of our lives when they go home (after wine and a good sleep to recover).
But the summer has been even more than grandchildren and visitors from Nepal. I've spent four days at cricket matches - which doesn't sound much, but, when you include the planning, the analysis, and general exchange of views about Buttler vs Bairstow, it has consumed days.
Nothing truly significant? - grandchildren and visitors and cricket. But I've loved every minute of it. But now I'm knackered and need a holiday to recover from the holidays.
So I've escaped to Devon, to wander about by the sea and read books. If I had remembered to bring the thingy that connects my phone to my iPad I'd be able to give you a photo - you will have to wait till next week for pictures.
I do know how lucky I am, being able to take off like this. What do you do, when you need a holiday to recover from the holidays?
I get round this by not having a holiday to begin with ~ though I kind of get one when OH head off to Italy...a holiday for me is My Own Bed but no cooking and watching all the TV progs I can't watch coz OH is watching sport (like cricket!!!!) Enjoy your post-holiday holiday.
ReplyDeleteI get that having the house to yourself is a holiday - and have no doubt you made the most of it, Carol!
DeleteI am like Carol, above.... we don't have holidays either because OH can't fly, but, more than that, because he follows in his father's tradition of 'why do I want a holiday, I have everything I need right here'. But your summer and late summer sounds enviable. Really!
ReplyDeleteI get the 'having enough everything you need at home' thing - but I seem to have permanent itchy feet, even though my home is lovely!
DeleteYou've guessed what I'm going to say, haven't you, Jo? Yep. I get in a boat - even if I've been on my holiday in one. It's great if I can go somewhere in it, but if not, then just being in a small rowing boat and spuddling around the harbour does it for me. And with the weather we are having, it's like being on holiday somewhere exotic anyway!
ReplyDeleteSpuddling - what a great word. I shall have to make sure I put time aside for a spuddle or two today!
DeleteAs you know, I'm a nervous traveller and a hopeless walker. We recently had a week in London and although the travelling was easy - direct train from Leicester to St Pancras - the site seeing in London was exhausting. I'm only just getting over it myself!
ReplyDeleteI went back to Cuba for a fortnight after not having visited for more than three years. I'm still digesting the "changes". :-)
ReplyDeleteGreetings from London.
Oh I do hope you're going to blog about that!
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