From The Old Farmer's Almanac.
If I took longer than normal to respond to your emails over the weekend then I apologise profusely. Yet I had a good reason and it wasn't just because I was being slack...actually, no...it was entirely because I was being slack.
My wife and I scored a weekend away at our local 5 star hotel, the Abbey Beach Resort. It was actually a culmination of blessings and didn't cost us a cent. The perfect weekend, really.
Firstly, my boss gave us one night's accommodation for catering for the staff Christmas party - I was a chef in a past-life. Then, friends of ours wanted to thank us for helping them landscape their new home and so bought us another night and threw in complimentary baby-sitting for our 4 precious darlings.
So, I'm a new man as I write this post. Completely relaxed and refreshed, the tinge of jadedness from dealing with readers complaints and issues having just dissipated like water off a duck's back. The rose tinted glasses seem to fit better than ever and the air appears easier to breathe and far less polluted. What a difference a weekend makes.
We spent the days enjoying some great local art galleries, and the odd nursery, playing a spot of tennis and taking a dip in the indoor pool. Coffee, the real stuff, was never far from our lips as we poured over our magazines and newspapers just whiling away the time and savouring every moment of our break from our very busy lives. We even explored a few eateries that have been added to the TO-VISIT list over the years and they lived up to, and even exceeded, our expectations.
But, a weekend can only last for so long. So I'm here in front of my computer again having enjoyed catching up with our children's exploits and contentedly reminiscing of a time that was. Hopefully we'll get a chance to do it again, soon - and maybe even with the kids next time!