Saturday, June 28, 2003
Hmmm, exactly two and a quarter hours until I'm on holiday...
When I was at school I was always rather blase about holidays, especially the six week one we got every summer (and which I found out years after I left school was a hangover from the days when parents would have pulled their children out of school to help with getting the harvest in if they hadn't had the time off anyway). By the end of the holiday (signified by my birthday at the end of August) I'd be getting bored and restless, almost looking forward to returning to school.
Holidays are wasted on those not in full-time employment < G >!
When I was at school I was always rather blase about holidays, especially the six week one we got every summer (and which I found out years after I left school was a hangover from the days when parents would have pulled their children out of school to help with getting the harvest in if they hadn't had the time off anyway). By the end of the holiday (signified by my birthday at the end of August) I'd be getting bored and restless, almost looking forward to returning to school.
Holidays are wasted on those not in full-time employment < G >!
