Jaqui's Daily Blog

I’m Planning Ahead

When it comes to pleasant surprises - well, I like them as much as anyone else. When it comes to holidays, however - I’d rather have all the fun of expectation. Oh, the anticipation! The build-up! The deciding what to pack! The selection of guide books - my family always used to laugh at the fact that I always had a guide book to hand, wherever we went on holiday. Looking forward is so much part of any experience.


Sadly it is many a year since Mr B and I were able to go on holiday. Just one of those things and we are fortunate to have a wealth of holiday memories to look back on during the cold, dark, dismal months of January and February. Up until last year I was able to get away for three or four long weekends every year while a lovely live-in carer took charge of Mr B’s every need. That came to an end last August when I lost her….


No, indeed, I didn’t actually lose her, that would be beyond carelessness. Rather she was offered  a new job which took up every weekend - it was an offer she couldn’t refuse. My last weekend break was back in August and I am feeling the strain.


To the rescue comes the Middle of the Darling Daughters who has decided that “respite at home” is the way to go. On Monday morning, having delivered the Rascally Trio to school, she will drive down to spend a few days with her father and me. She will be working from our home, rather than her own home, while allowing me to spend time doing whatever I feel like. Long lie-ins every morning, afternoon naps, and a chance to do some of the things I never get a chance to do. 


While she is away her fella “Rule Is Rules” will be in charge of the Trio. She will exchange the demands of her Rascals for those of her Demanding Parents. I’m not exactly sure which environment will be the more demanding….


It isn’t the first time my Middle Daughter has come up with a novel solution to my Holiday Problem. A few years ago, pre-Covid, she decided to make the long school summer holidays special by allocating one day a week for a “Holiday At Home” experience for me with her and the Rascals. On sunny days, the seaside; on rainy days, the cinema. There was a memorable visit to the Sea Life Centre at Brighton where I remember Tala (elder of the Twins by one important minute) being mesmerised by the (fairly ordinary) fish in the very first tank we came across and could hardly be persuaded to move on to far more exciting Fascinating Fishy Types in Bigger Tanks.


So now I am planning my few days’ Respite At Home next week. I am going to the cinema with a lovely friend to see West Side Story. I expect I will weep but what can you expect from one who cried at “Hotel for Dogs”? 


What else? I hear you ask. Well, I still have plenty of time to plan. Even if my plan is to do nothing at all. It’s the anticipation. It’s the anticipation! It’s the build-up!


Now where can I lay my hands on a useful guide book? 





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23.04 | 20:15

lovely and heartwarming - an inspiration to us all x

09.03 | 12:07

Love this story told as ever beautifully.x

10.11 | 21:31

What a super account of a special event. I loved meeting you last night and seeing your creation come together. I’m so pleased you got so much from the activity

07.09 | 13:17

I have broad shoulders x

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