The holiday we've been given by my Mum was looking like it was unaffordable, but now she's added a bit of pocket money to the deal, which dispels all of my fears.
Now we just have the house-cleaning left to tackle, which will probably take all of the remaining four days - and which is going to be pretty much all on my shoulders. Joy.
And is it just us, or is everyone noticing a huge amount of Daddy Long-Legs around this year?
We're getting about ten a night - ten more than we usually see in a week - all of which get the RAID treatment. Charlie hates them with a passion, so the whole place now smells like fly spray. Lovely.
