Life is full of little surprises.

Apparently in my absence last week, Daughter and her contacts in the health service have decided that a holiday would be nice. Two weeks all expenses paid to get relief from the humdrum tediousness of everyday life. What’s not to like?

Anyhows, it’s all arranged.

But then I make a little discovery…

The holiday isn’t for me, it’s for Herself. So she is to go swanning off for her two week break leaving me to cope with the humdrum tediousness of everyday life on my tod. Fucking nice? I’m the one who needs the break after my ordeal with the hospital system but Herself is the one with the break!

She’s off on her jollies this day fortnight. I have decided that I too can have a little break. Time to start sending out the invites? Open house at The Manor? Bring own booze and women?

Maybe I’ll make some inquiries…

I wonder if they can extend her stay?