I'm not one for spoiling myself, the parting with money is never easy, but for once in my life I have (in my eyes at least) gone mad. Yes, I've booked a holiday in a three bedroom beach house in Barbados in August for two weeks. No matter that my old beaten up Mazda 6 is on its last legs and our settees are becoming worn. Who cares if my income is fixed and times are hard? I had a little money put aside for a moment of madness and this moment has turned out to be it.
Of course I am struggling with my conscience. I could have left that money in my savings account getting practically no interest, better still tied it up for five years and made a few hundred quid. But we haven''t been on holiday abroad for over ten years and I'm not getting any younger. Besides this is Gaynor's fiftieth year (Gaynor's the wife that many people mistake for my daughter), our Silver Wedding Anniversary, and our daughter Holly's 21st - so what better time to splash out on what will probably be our last holiday together?
We honeymooned in Barbados, and when Holly was ten had a great family holiday there together. We stayed in apartments on Hasting beach, nowhere near as grand as this. Yes, it's time to go back, time to make that splash with its plunge pool, Gibbs Beach at the bottom of the garden, maid and cook, terrace, wet bar, barbecue, air conditioning, turtles, I won't go on. I'm sure there will be lots to tell when we get there.
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