Feathering My New Empty Nest

 So , I’m sitting in a Sainsbury’s Starbucks waiting for a cold drink that cost nearly £5 which I didn’t really want but it will kill 2 hours until my physio appointment . Funny how you can be surrounded by people yet feel so lonely . 

 I'd forgotten that the whole world goes on holiday at the end of July or so it seems. I don't want to go on holiday. In fact I think I may hate holidays judging by the last two we've taken - covid, then out of date passport. Enough said. Other people seem to love taking holidays which may explain why they keep going on them. I may need to go on a course on how to overcome fear of holidays like the ones people go on who hate flying. This would involve advice on the following: How to pack without taking up two whole all-consuming weeks of your life Exposure to extreme heatwave conditions to encourage acclimatisation of the inevitable hell hole of a heatwave your about to encounter Examination of statistical evidence to prove that he likelihood of contracting a potentially fatal tropical disease is less than 1% How to accept that you will be sitting next to a screaming infant on the plane , or worse, a pack of drunken tarts singing karaoke for the entire duration of the 4 hou