Holidays at Home
Way, way back, in the late 70′s early 80′s, when Health and Safety were two totally unconnected words at either end of the dictionary, “Holidays at Home” here in St Neots meant being dropped off by your parents early morning at a designated meeting place (usually the Riverside Park) during the school summer holidays. You would then join up with a large group of excited/bored/couldn’t be bothered 9-14 year olds to be told of the activities for the day. These covered anything from canoeing on the river, golf on the pitch and putt or a walk round the Riverside meadows. It always filled the day till working parents came home and you could go home and get on with enjoying the summer holidays with your proper mates.
Fast forward 30-odd years and we decided to take a completely different Holiday at Home. Having taken a week off “normal career”-work, and also deciding to close the shop for a week, we set about starting the many different jobs we had lined up for the new house we moved into in April. We also hoped to be out and about sourcing and revamping new stock for the shop, ready for a weekend re-opening.
So, 7 days later we’re both back to work and the shop is open again. In the days in between we’ve been variously:
– stripping out old kitchen cupboards
– revamping the remaining cupboards in Farrow & Ball (of course!) and antique cup handles
– going over, and over, and over kitchen and utility room design
– stripping turf and digging out lawn ready for new decking
– digging out tons of gravel ready for new lawn
– travelling way too far for an ebay bargain – although we love our new steamer sunlongers
– putting up curtains in more rooms than I knew we had
– thinking about extensions we probably don’t really need
– painting lots and lots of new stock for the shop
– figuring out how to add Paypal to our website
It all seemed such a good idea at the time, but you know what? Once you get over how shattered you are at the end of EVERY day, there is an awful lot of satisfaction in cracking on and getting stuff done (mostly) yourself. Rather than trudging round the DIY sheds or ringing the latest go-to handyman, there’s a definite sense of achievement when you sit back and look at something new and can honestly say “I did that”. Add that to the fact that it costs far less when you do most of the work, and it was a week very well spent. So much so that we’re already planning the next one for later in the year. Sharon has started the to-do list already….