Back from hols

Well here I am on a wet Saturday morning.  Everyone in the house is asleep, apart from myself and Billy the dog.  We have just returned from his morning constitutional.

Paul was not impressed at all with his helicopter lesson as a birthday present, in fact he told me it was about the worst thing I could have got him for the fear factor.  Despite all this, he agreed to do it but I must say I felt really deflated after all the excitement of booking it and thinking he would love it.  He did enjoy it but it will be the last time I try to surprise him.  Hmmmm

The kids on the other hand were thrilled to hear that we were off to the seaside and would be staying in a caravan.  We had a great time down in Walton on the Naze and also visited Clacton a couple of times so they could ride on the fairground there and go to the beach too.  I really liked Clacton town as it had loads of charity shops, so I took an hour or so looking round and getting lots of new books.  I am also lucky that I go brown very quickly without sunbathing and everyone at work thought I had been abroad when I got back in on Wednesday this week.

Work has been hectic especially because I am taking so much leave at the moment and trying to catch my tail every time I go in.  Next week I only work three days and then am off until the 6th of September when the children go back to school.

My sister, Chris, leaves my firm this coming Friday.  In the end her redundancy package is not bad but not as good as we had hoped.  She is thinking of perhaps doing some home typing if she can get it as she thinks she'll get terribly bored at home after working all this time.  She is also trying to negotiate some more health cover with our firm which will at least last until next year when she should have retired because she is still under the care of her cancer specialist and needs at least one more mamogram with him.  I think she will probably be able to see him on the NHS but will not have the luxury of appointments as and when it suits her. 

She is coming to Hemsby with us next week but will be joining us on the Sunday after spending a few days in a hotel in a nearby seaside resort with her husband.  They could come and stay at Pontins with us as I have enough room but I don't think her husband likes Pontins that much and it will be nice for her to have a few days with him before she is away for the week.  I have barely finished doing the washing from our last trip and unpacking the bags ... I think that is the worst thing about holidays the blimming washing and ironing before you go and then having to do such a big pile when you get back again.

I am looking at the biggest pile of washing at the moment despite doing loads before I went back to work this week.  I seriously need an industrial washing plant here.  The kids being at home on their school holidays seem to create more washing than ever.

Martin seems to be doing ok with his new job but has to do very early starts to get up to London.  I had to take him up the station in my pjs yesterday so he could manage to get a train in time.

So, I am now off for my morning coffee as my dear Paul has just risen from our bed and is moving towards the kitchen (which has still not been painted - I thought he might have done it whilst we were away, still he has next week when we are away again to do it before I start raging about it).

Hugs to all

Tells x