I was in the supermarket today - watching families do their shopping and it got me thinking.
It’s almost the school holidays - I used to love the holidays - the day my kids broke up was always one of the happiest of the year.
6 whole weeks of fun and we did have fun.
We’d pack up the tent or borrow the in laws caravan and head off to Wales.
We never had much money but we always managed to make the most of what we had.
Oh I miss those days.
I wonder now what it’s like to go abroad in the heat of the summer - what does it feel like to wander into warm sea? What does it feel like to eat outdoors in a foreign country - visit local shops - enjoy a different culture - drink wine on a balcony over looking the sea or a pool - what does it feel like to go to late night bars - to walk hand in hand with some one down quaint little streets?
I want more than anything to experience a proper holiday.
I want to go to bed as the sun rises.
I want more than anything to do what other people don’t think twice about - I feel I may as well be asking for a trip to the moon ………………………When will I ever have enough money?
