- Do not book a transatlantic flight for your family a mere 24 hours after your teenage son returns from a lads' holiday in Ayia Napa. This is a bad idea on many levels:-
- He will be in a state that necessitates carrying his liver on as hand luggage
- It will be impossible to wash and dry all his kit before holiday number 2, due to the vagaries of the British weather
- He will whine unbearably and blame all ills on you on the basis that a mother's place is in the wrong.
- Do not question your son on the finer details of his holiday. You don't want to know.
- Do not ignore your pets before going away, thus only noticing a large sore on your cat's back one day before you fly. Sod's law dictates that:-
- There will be no emergency appointments available at the Vet
- When you eventually procure an appointment by grovelling, pleading and whining, the cat in question (Jim, if you're interested. No, I didn't think so) takes one look at the cat carrier and legs it over a six foot fence sharpish, not reappearing for a good 10 hours.
- When you eventually get said cat to said Vet, it shows its gratitude by trying to attack the Vet, howling and hissing and, eventually, biting you twice. Hard.
- Do not read scaremongering newpaper articles immediately after your cat bites you. The one I chanced upon (naturally) involved a man whose cat bite caused septicaemia and almost killed him.
- Do not buy an insurance policy that specifically excludes cover for cat bites.
- Do not book a decorator to come in while you are away. This will cause you to be up until 2am the night before you travel, trying to move furniture quietly out of respect for the neighbours and their baby, while you and your husband hiss at each other in a foul temper.
- Do not allow your husband to insist that you all get up at 5.30am to "beat the rush hour" and arrive at the airport at 7am for a midday flight. This will cause the wrath of your children to land upon your head - see previous remarks about a mother's place.
- If you see your husband packing up last night's left over pizza, do not assume he is consigning it to the bin. When he produces it "for a snack" shortly after take off, do not admit that you are in any way connected to him.
- Do not read the final chapters of Jojo Moyes' The Last Letter from Your Lover on the flight or in any public place. The ensuing uncontrollable blubbing will mark you out as a "spaz" (children) "weirdo" (husband) or just a liability and possibly a vague threat (airline staff).
Welcome to my somewhat jaundiced view of life, the universe and everything. A sort of 'My Family and Other Challenges'. If we were a film, it'd be 'Meet the Feckers...'
Monday, 2 August 2010
9 things not to do before you go on holiday
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