I do it too. With three young children to add to the mix I nearly kill myself doing it. Alll the packing, washing, ironing, load the car, drive etc. it doesn’t feel like a holiday. I’m more exhausted when I get back than I was before I went. Then there’s the washing when we get back. The machine doesn’t stop all week.
A new definition of what constitutes British
Reducing contact because my heart just isn't in it.




