I kind of think that I’m a bog standard middle class South African. So apologies in advance if I step on any toes but I was just sitting here thinking about this whole holiday lark.
So here we are in our houses for each day of the year. Most of us have some kind of domestic help and some help in the garden. Most of us have a washing machine and a tumble dryer and dishwasher.
Our kids all go to school, aftercare or creche so they are kept busy and occupied by other people for at least 6 hours a day.
Now we go on holiday – to a place that is normally self-catering and that is smaller than our house we live in during the year. No washing machine, dishwasher, tumble dryer or child minder.
We work ourselves silly the two weeks before the holiday to be able to take time off to go and watch the kids, do the dishes by hand and wear dirty clothes. Then we get back to work and we have to work like demons to catch up with the work that has fallen behind because of the 2 or 3 weeks that we take to go away on holiday.
Is this a very synical jaded point of view? Maybe I’m now really ready for a holiday since I can’t even see the charm of going on holiday.
Just look at poor Flinnie cooking up a storm for a whole weekend in preparation for the holiday.
I’ve been planning the Christmas day menu since June!!!!
Bahh humbug – I’m off to do some more work in preparation for the holiday