Oh I do like to be beside the seaside…

After the previous week and all it’s dramas Boofuls and I needed a few days by the seaside, beside the sea.

In a rare moment of forethought we’d already booked a caravan in Paignton so once all our guests had left we headed of down south for a few days of relaxation. It’s a shame Douggie was still so poorly, he really could have done without a six hour journey but we stopped to give him plenty of breaks and to be honest I think he just needed to sleep.

Now, when I say a few days of relaxation I mean that that was the plan. It took four days for us to remember how to be on holiday. We were suddenly free to do whatever we wanted but somehow couldn’t work out how to do it. We’d make plans which never came to fruition as we kept going off half cocked and messing it all up. Once my eyeballs had stopped rolling round in my head and I calmed down enough not to snap at the slightest provocation and Boofuls recovered his equilibrium we actually had a really nice time.

Douggie didn’t help matters much. We’d just settled down on our second evening there with a nice bottle of wine, courtesy of one of the party guests, to watch my favourite ever film, Strictly Ballroom, when Douggie had a fit.

Honestly, we must have been bad buggers in a previous life because we are bloody well paying for it now. My Mum used to have a saying that really niggled me. Every time something went wrong she’d take it personally and her favourite saying was , “Well that’s another kick in the teeth.” Last week I totally related to that phrase. We really did feel like we’d had a good kicking. Douggie having a fit was the final straw. There was tears and snot everywhere, even normally calm Boofuls was beside himself. We ended the day silent and upset.

The next morning we had a meeting with the bank manager about our proposed move to Devon. See, told you we didn’t know how to be on holiday, we were still in our business heads while we were there. Anyway, As you can imagine there was a fair amount of trepidation, particularly as we were both feeling like the universe was conspiring against us. We both feared the worst.

The meeting went better than I could ever have dreamed possible. After we left the meeting we took a phone call and got some more excellent news. Could have……whisper it…..finally turned a corner? It actually feels like we may have.

Boofuls and I celebrated that night, raising our glasses and drinking a toast to corners. Here’s hoping.

Douggie the doggie’s health continued to improve, maybe it had something to do with the sea air. He was able to summon up enough energy for a rampage round on the beach and then he’d have to sleep for a few hours to get ready for the next adventure. You’ll be glad to know he’s completely back to his old self now.Here are a few of our holiday snaps:

Oh yes!!! Quick update courtesy of Annabelle who jogged my memory. On the day of Boofuls’ party we also had viewers for the house! I had to make it all look like a show home as well as everything else. No pressure!!

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6 thoughts on “Oh I do like to be beside the seaside…”

  1. Delightful photo of Douggie retreating before the wave, so glad he’s feeling better. I’ll keep my fingers crossed for you that your good news stays good news.

    1. Thanks, Christine, He’s pretty much back to normal now. We missed an HTM competition that we’d entered because I didn’t think he was well enough to do it – then he spent the whole of that day gambolling around like a little lamb!

    1. Thanks, Annabelle. We ave our fingers crossed at the mo about a couple who came to view our house – on the day of Boofuls’ party. I forgot to mention that bit!

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