We’ve recently returned from a week at our holiday home on the Isle of Wight. This time we were joined by Sam’s sister Vicky and her husband Jim. We hadn’t been on holiday with them for quite a while, possibly twenty years or more. They arrived in their motorhome, and all was set for a pleasant week.
Twenty years ago all our children were small and were up at the crack of dawn. Sam and I still wake up early every day and also on holiday, and so like to get out and about visiting by half past nine. However, it appeared that Vicky and Jim liked to lie in bed and didn’t want to meet up in the mornings until eleven o’clock. This was all very well for Vicky and Jim, but it meant that Sam and I had to hang around for at least two hours waiting for them. Nevertheless, we were able to get the decking cleaned and a long walk along the beach done every morning before eleven o’clock.
By the time we had decided where to visit and had actually arrived there, Sam and I were hungry for lunch. Vicky and Jim had only woken up a couple of hours before, and had not long eaten breakfast. Sam and I tried to be accommodating and delayed our lunch for 2 hours on the first day, but it’s difficult to enjoy visiting somewhere if your stomach is screaming to eat! Likewise in the evenings we prefer to eat early between 5 – 6pm, but Vicky and Jim do not eat dinner until at least 8 o’clock.
In order to stay together as a foursome and to not spend the entire holiday going our separate ways, Sam and I gave in and tried to tune our bodies to those of Vicky and Jim. The entire process gave us indigestion, especially at night, and made us somewhat irritable.
We came to the conclusion that it’s very awkward going on holiday with people whose body clocks are 3 hours behind your own. Vicky and Jim are night owls and stay up late watching TV, but we are yawning and blowing out the zzzzz’s by 10.30pm. Twenty years ago we were all up early to see to the children, but Sam and I are still early morning people, raring to go and breakfasted by 07:30!
On the last day I wanted to see the costumes at Osborne House that had been used in the new film ‘Victoria & Abdul’, which is released next week. Sam likes to look around the house too. It’s always good to get to Osborne early before the masses arrive, and so we made our excuses and were knocking on the door at the opening time of 10am while Vicky and Jim were still in their PJ’s eating breakfast.
It must be worse if one half of a couple is up with the lark and the other half doesn’t ‘do’ mornings. At least Sam and I are both ‘morning’ people and hate lying about in bed. The sun shining through the curtains beckons us outside to do something productive. Of course we can’t all be the same and it would be a sad world if we were, but next time we visit the Isle of Wight it’s definitely going to be just the two of us!
Back at work tomorrow. See you Wednesday.