tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029867388895079241.post2228908443986029528..comments2024-03-05T15:35:07.317+00:00Comments on Cos I Like Making Stuff - A craft & lifestyle blog: A holiday with daddyMomtazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11578256722034844409noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029867388895079241.post-20152129975251826402023-12-24T22:40:24.584+00:002023-12-24T22:40:24.584+00:00Nice blog thanks for ppostingNice blog thanks for ppostingMerodrawshttps://merodraws.tumblr.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029867388895079241.post-61811879047221515512013-09-04T00:39:50.143+01:002013-09-04T00:39:50.143+01:00At first I thought it was a piece about your P.A (...At first I thought it was a piece about your P.A (personal assistant)! So started reading as I have just been given one at work (just for a few hours a week)... <br /><br />The most expensive 'holiday' our parents ever made was from the familiar and hot paddy fields to foggy London. Thousands of miles away into the unknown. Independent travellers! I couldn't ever uproot like that. Partly for a better life for us and I'm certain also to satisfy their own secret wanderlust desires. Going on 'holiday' is such a (I hate to say it) western thing. It was enough and a luxury just to be able to stay at home on the weekends with the kids and watch an Indian film on the TV with a plate of chichuri! I only got as far as Bristol with my folks and that was just for the night. Those rare and special moments away than some tick the box brochure picked place. 1992 was our big family trip to the green flatlands! <br /><br />Thanks for sharing your memories. I read your piece about your dad a few times before leaving a comment because I found it so heartfelt. <br />Obie xAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com