My my… did I say I needed a HOLIDAY?

It’s been four years since I opened The Flower Shop, Pulborough and this year I swore I was going to take a holiday. Actually John swore that if I didn’t take a holiday he would divorce me and bang would go my John Lewis Discount card. With that in mind we spoke of two weeks in France, lazing about, eating, drinking, sailing down the Dordogne, but when it came to the point of booking said holiday, I thought ‘Leeds’ yes a week in Leeds would be perfect, just enough time to make it feel like a holiday and close enough to rush back to the shop if I was needed. John was less than impressed, but accepted the compromise.

Planning a holiday has been so stressful, I’m not sure the holiday will counteract the stress it’s caused. Oh and now we’re not going to Yorkshire, it just seemed silly to pay money to stay somewhere else when I don’t spend enough time at home with John and the chickiewiccys  and nowhere feels more ‘at home’ than home.

I’m officially on holiday from NOW (Sunday afternoon) for the next FOUR days!!! After I’ve been back to the shop tomorrow morning to open up and run through everything with my number two, who is very capable (as is number 3, 4 and 5) and I have to be back in on Friday as we have FOUR weddings to prepare for. But right now I have a Gin & Tonic in one hand, while doing one fingered typing with the other, waiting for John to rustle up some finger food.

This week, I have been trying to ease into holiday mode and I know it hasn’t been easy for my staff, I can be such a drama queen when I want to be…. YES, MOI!!! I know, hard to believe, isn’t it? So, last Monday I decided to take everyone (almost everyone as Charlotte and Lisa couldn’t make it) to the cinema to see the release of Mamma Mia 2.

What a great night that was. We were still spontaneously bursting into song days later, just take a look at our Facebook page if you don’t believe me. And it required leaving the village!!! That felt like a holiday by itself. We took the train out of Pulborough to Horsham, a town about 12 miles north, towards London. For me and a few others, it was like a trip to the bright lights of the city, not so much for Becks as she lives in Horsham, but I got quite excited. The only down side was sitting next to my sister-in-law who is completely tone deaf and who insists on singing as loudly as she can. Her rendition of ‘Angel Eyes‘ sounded more like the theme to The Dam Busters and not a very good version of that to be honest. Imagine someone warbling, while having their head held down in a bucket of water, only occasionally allowed up for air.