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I woke up feeling a bit dizzy. I knew I’d need a holiday to get over this holiday. I am looking forward to getting back to work. At least I can get some rest then.
We were packed and out of the place by 9am (we were allowed to stay til midnight as long as we were out of the accommodation, but we’d done Center Parcs) and the dizziness subsided and I was OK to drive and then take the kids to the supermarket to stock up on some healthy food. Had I gained or lost weight this holiday? It looks like I gained a little bit, but I am basically where I was at at the start of the month and I will definitely take that.
It’s an exciting game though. Go on holiday during a diet, move around more than normal but eat bad food and see where you end up. Maybe you can take bets on it.
The kids (and to an extent myself) had that weird displacement of having come back home after a holiday. We’d left just under 7 days ago, but home felt still felt alien and weird, we’d got so used to our new life amongst the trees and moving everywhere by bike. It’s all heightened when you’re young and time moves so much more slowly. The first archaeological dig I went on back in 1985 was maybe three weeks long, but it takes up a huge chunk of my memory and I remember that when I returned to Somerset after all that time it felt like a completely different world or a half memory.
Three weeks.
I thought I was a different person.
But quickly I realised I was still me. Sadly for all concerned.
At bed time my son was crying and he told me that he wished he could be a baby again. He’s been on this earth for not quite four years and he’s already feeling the nostalgia for better times (the sky potato doesn’t fall far from the tree). I told him he couldn’t be a baby again and he not unreasonably asked why not? It’s early for him to realise how brutally unfair the ageing process is. I tried to tell him that things were better now that he could walk and talk, but he just wanted to be a baby. And my heart wasn’t really in convincing him either. I wouldn’t mind being a baby again myself.
