Eight full days of freedom.
No alarm clock buzzing, no morning rushing, no kitchen cleaning, no supermarket shopping, no dirty clothes washing, no pot and pan scrubbing, no white shirt ironing, no bed clothes changing.
No nice voice pretending, no perfect tense explaining, no paper-work worrying, no forgetful student sorting, no constant phone calls ringing, no coffee stains wiping, no colleague errors fixing, no croissant crumbs sweeping.
Just me and him and them all flying away to the bottom of the Boot.
Then eating, sleeping, drinking, dancing, lounging, swimming, stepping, singing, laughing, smiling, reading, writing.
Then waking up the next day and doing it all again.
Sicily, we don’t know you yet but we’re about to become best friends.
Holiday, it will be soooo nice…
Super. 👍🌞😊🤗😎
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Have a wonderful time! I have wanted to visit Sicily for a long time and have not yet been.
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Thanks Laura. I’ll tell you all about it.
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