When I look outside, and compare it to the photo that my youngest sent me two days ago, there are no prizes for guessing why he and his family are now in Cancun Mexico. This is the view from his hotel balcony. It certainly looks idealistic!
Am I jealous? Of course I am, but frankly I'm happier where I am. It may be cold, wet, and miserable, but I feel safer here, and for me, my health is all important.
We stay home, shop briefly once a week, and occasionally chat with one or two similarly cautious neighbours. No way would I travel half way round the world.
We shall open the pool at the end of May, our Palm trees will sway, and we'll sip cooling drinks in between swims. And to think; we only have four finger-twiddling months to wait.
Then, to make matters worse, my daughter sent me this photo yesterday of Keppel Island, where she spends many of her weekends. Paradise. Something tells me I might have made a mistake somewhere!