I wonder if anyone else suffers from this? I love holidays. I feel really privlaged to be able to go abroad. It's somthing that was unobtainable to me as a child. A holiday was blackberry picking or if we were lucky a day trip to the nearest seaside (New Brighton) for a few hours. I think it was triggered a few years ago when we missed our flight while sitting eating in the terminal. Then a year later I burnt my arm just before going. We still went but I couldn't swim and dressing needed changing regularly. Then a few months ago the day before our much planned trip to tour Greece my husband trapped a nerve and all we could do was sit by the pool. I'm due out on Sunday to our regular village in Greece and I found out yesterday that they've had terrible storms, cars in the sea, floods and the airport temporily closed. Now it'll probably be cleaned up before we go but I just feel jinks and my anxiety is sky high. I'm worried about the milkman, getting to the airport and all manner of stupid things.
What do you miss from back in the day?
"Old fashioned" expressions that young people have never heard.


then invite him along too 
At least I got to see them recently as they came over to us but still in my head I feel a total wuss.