Hello again!
For the first time, I can understand the appeal of downing tools and flitting off to rural France to escape the rat-race. We had the best holiday imaginable in Bordeaux.
Well, apart from the journey there, when Johnny barfed on the way through airport security. Like any good mother I stuck out my cupped hands and then had to dump the vom and copious wet wipes thrust at me from well prepared women into one of the trays you are meant to put the contents of your pockets in to go through the x-ray machine. Great start - things could only get better...
The French attitude to life suits a slow paced, restorative holiday perfectly. We did very little of any consequence and a lot of eating, drinking, splashing in the pool, building sandcastles on the beach and playing in the woods. I was too lazy to even take many photos. The children thrived on 100% adult attention, with no distractions of work, the computer or chores to divert us from playing.
It's not real life, but it was sooooo good while it lasted. My O-level French held up pretty well on the whole. I even managed a note to the tooth mouse. Did you know they have a mouse and not a fairy in France? Mark is now totally front toothless, but he couldn't whistle anyway, so is not too bothered by their absence.
Arriving back to the UK was a shock - there's been a lot of rain and some bad flooding. One of the roads out of our village is submerged, but thankfully the house is fine. Which is more than I can say for the vegetable patch.
Looking forward to catching up with what you've all been up to (as soon as I've overcome the laundry mountain...)
Well, apart from the journey there, when Johnny barfed on the way through airport security. Like any good mother I stuck out my cupped hands and then had to dump the vom and copious wet wipes thrust at me from well prepared women into one of the trays you are meant to put the contents of your pockets in to go through the x-ray machine. Great start - things could only get better...
The French attitude to life suits a slow paced, restorative holiday perfectly. We did very little of any consequence and a lot of eating, drinking, splashing in the pool, building sandcastles on the beach and playing in the woods. I was too lazy to even take many photos. The children thrived on 100% adult attention, with no distractions of work, the computer or chores to divert us from playing.
It's not real life, but it was sooooo good while it lasted. My O-level French held up pretty well on the whole. I even managed a note to the tooth mouse. Did you know they have a mouse and not a fairy in France? Mark is now totally front toothless, but he couldn't whistle anyway, so is not too bothered by their absence.
Arriving back to the UK was a shock - there's been a lot of rain and some bad flooding. One of the roads out of our village is submerged, but thankfully the house is fine. Which is more than I can say for the vegetable patch.
Looking forward to catching up with what you've all been up to (as soon as I've overcome the laundry mountain...)
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Can just imagine the flurry of wipes and tissues at the airport!
We once left a bag full of my stepdaughter's vomit in the top of an airport trolley. I often think about the poor sod who found it!
Julia x
glad your house is ok.
Oh yeah, I copped being vomitted on this week too, not in my hands though, instead it was all through my hair!
Apart from the vomit, the hols sound good.... and the weather looks good too (How English a comment is that?)
Commiserations on the vomit catching - I usually end up with it all down my front and my husband giving me the "Why didn't you just put the child down instead of hugging it?" look. As if we could!
The flooding has been horrendous and although we've been moaning about the rain here we've not had it nearly as bad as some poor folks down south. I hope it stops soon.
Oh, the vomitis in a public place! I once had that in M&S with Lexie. She was in a trolley and we were in the foodhall....nice! I had to go and buy new shoes and a new bag as I was walking in front of her (pushing the trolley) - right in the line of fire!!! Had to get one of the shop ladies to go and pick a new outfit for Lexie to wear too. I can remember saying "anything, just get anything, anything will do!!!" in a panicked voice. Ah, the joys!
Glad to hear that you and your family are doing well with all the flooding. If I could take some of the rain from you, I would - we're actually in the middle of a drought!
Good luck with the laundry!
It's comments like your vomit in hands experience that really make me think 'nooooo I really don't think I can do that mom thing' or maybe when you become a mom your automatic reactions change?