Off on hols later today. Seem's to have come round ever so quick. Managed to find a couple of swimsuits - decided against bikini's (don't want to frighten any young children)!! Have had to hide Lionel's speedo's though, not sure why he packed them. Whenever he wears them he looks like some kind of German porn star. Not the right look for a holiday with Linda and David.
Oh, I really don't want to go, but there's no getting out of it now.
Spoke to Martin this morning and he seems a bit down in the dumps - offered to pay for him to fly out to Portugal and join us, but he declined - mentioned something along the lines of "old fogies" and "Truly being a Mummy's boy". Not sure where all this is coming from, Hayley probably! Have promised to send him a postcard when we get there.
Have packed the gin and playing cards. David is so competitive at everything, it could get nasty out there! Good job I stopped Lionel packing the scrabble board!
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