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The Hills Are Alive...

The hills are alive, apparently, with the Sound of Music.

 

So Mr B and I have finally booked a holiday to Do-Re-Mi country and are busy planning all kinds of entertainment when we get there, not necessarily including the company of a lonely goat-herd but, then again, never say never...

 

Retirement is described as “the longest holiday of your life.” Don’t take my word for it, I read it in a special supplement called “Unlock Your Retirement Potential” in the Mail on Sunday. So it must be true. I do think it is rather a shame, not to say a missed opportunity, that the Editor of the MoS didn’t think to consult www.retiringinstyle.net  while planning this supplement. I think it would have opened his / her eyes to the realities of Life After Work. 

 

The Son And Only thinks that his father and I do not go on holiday enough. He keeps sending us “Last Minute Offers” for holiday cruises, city breaks, escapades to far-away islands with accompanying emails saying “Why wouldn’t you?!” He was delighted when we told him, earlier this year, that we had finally booked something – only to have his hopes dashed when he learnt that it wasn’t a 5-star luxury beach holiday but two days in Lewes, about half an hour’s drive away. He is starting to think we are a Hopeless Case but I dare say he won’t give up. And it’s good to know, isn’t it, that he is happy for us to spend his inheritance?

 

As I am pretty sure I mentioned in an earlier blog, once you are retired some of the main reasons for needing a holiday don’t apply anymore.  No batteries to re-charge, no desperate desire to relax, no need to crave after a long lie-in. I like the idea of dedicating holidays in retirement to finding out more about places I have never visited – in this country and abroad.

 

So, Austria it is. We’re not going until June, but then that’s the part of holidays which remains the same, whether retired or not – the anticipation. The preparation! The planning!

 

I suggest to Mr B that maybe we should watch “The Sound of Music” again to re-acquaint ourselves with the story, the music and – most importantly – the surroundings. Mr B doesn’t sound too keen. I may have to wait till next time I see the Youngest of the Darling Daughters. The Sound of Music used to be her all-time favourite film. She could sing every single song, word-perfect. Her Edelweiss was exemplary.

 

The Youngest of the Darling Daughters is actually looking a little further afield for her family’s Summer Holiday.  In short, she fancies going On Safari. Not as in roughing it in a little tent and cooking over a camp-fire, you understand. The brochure she showed me had pictures of the kind of tents where the Queen of Sheba might have deigned to rest her head.  She is (as I have told you before) A Girl After My Own Heart. The Y of the DDs that is, not the Queen of Sheba. Though I’m sure the Q of S was a very, very nice person. Once you got to know her.

 

The Middle of the Darling Daughters, who has been practically everywhere, warns her younger sister that going on safari means rising very early in the morning  and spending most of the day in total silence, the better to see and appreciate the amazing wildlife. We all sit (in total silence) thinking about Our Hazel and how long she might be able to curb her irrepressible tongue. She'd be right at home with the Sound of Music - we're none of us so sure about the Sound of Silence...

 

It seems the whole family is thinking about holidays. The Eldest of the Darling Daughters and her family will spend half-term on the ski-slopes. The Middle of the Darling Daughters says that, once Little Champ is born, she and her fella may treat themselves to the idyllic honeymoon they never managed eight years ago.

 

And my boy? The one who keeps sending me holiday offers and urging me to fly off to exotic shores before it’s too late? Tomorrow he will be 40 (it’s OK, it’s not a secret. I don’t think.) A couple of years ago, he and the Darling Daughter-In-Law were talking about a holiday in the Maldives to jointly celebrate their 40th birthdays.  Then they changed their minds. And had a baby instead – our Morgan, who is the smiliest, happiest baby you ever saw, a proper celebration of a baby.

 

No holiday could compare.

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Pepper Tan | Reply 10.02.2013 23.48

I love the Sound of Music! I think I've memorized all the songs.

Jaqui Ball 11.02.2013 10.49

Thanks for commenting. You and the Youngest of the Darling Daughters should clearly get together!

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26.10 | 14:21

Mmm, was it because there were '24 men kicking a ball' that it didn't end entirely satisfactorily???

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15.10 | 11:13

I don't remember seeing this first time round.... but thank you for sharing with me. You write beautifully, and brought a tear to my eyes. Lots of love xx

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10.10 | 21:37

Jaqui I think your grandchildren are very lucky. You have spurred me on to write a letter to Amelia who like Hazel is away from home for the first time. 💕

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03.07 | 22:43

Wouldn't have missed it for the world. xx

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