Everyone should cherish what they have before it's gone.
Especially as I, like everyone else, have been a bit pre-occupied this week with a certain Mr. Grey. Writing's awful, but who cares?
So, a really quiet week to build up to our holidays. Siggy has spent almost every waking hour either trying to clear his desk for the holidays, booking our hotels on route or, lucky me, proving that he really doesn't need to borrow my book for tips when I'm finished with it. (he needs to borrow it, I just haven't told him yet.)
The on route hotels have been a nightmare this year. You see, every year we drive to the South of France or Italy and every year we need to find a hotel to stay in en route because we have travel with the worlds worst passenger. Now, I know many of you are nodding sagely thinking "Yes, I have a child like that as well, just dope them up with Kalms (other herbal remedies are available) and you'll be fine)" but you couldn't be more wrong. Kalms don't work for our terrible passenger on account of the fact that he insists on driving the 1000 miles or so himself. OK, I will never, ever drive abroad, but there are lots of UK miles I could help with. Except we drive that section overnight and after my Manchester experience of last week, I'm not driving overnight under any circumstances. Over £700 that puncture cost in the end! We even considered flying briefly but Siggy views the drive as part of his "easing in " period. Like I said - Twat. Who else do you know that needs preparation time to relax?
The pace of preparation is really hotting up as well - I'm starting to feel my usual nausea at the thought of leaving Dappy with the outlaws and Siggy has booked his and the boys holiday haircuts for later today. Mind you, he "helped tonight by tidying up my fringe for me as it wasn't quite straight and I was really struggling to see - anyone else noticed how hard it is to cut your fringe with both eyes closed? Mind you, as Siggy managed to cut my eyelid, he won't be "helping" again. He claims I moved, I know I didn't. So what if he was the one with his eyes open? Personally, I think he was just being miserable and trying to save the cost of me getting my eyebrows done tomorrow,
A girls work really is never done.
Next weeks news will be from the South of France, but for now I need to go as I'm really, really busy now - the 2013 holidays have just been released and I'm busy again looking at options.
PS - Well done Andy Murray and good luck later today!
*Teenage Eating Machines (in case your reading this for the first time)