As it turned out, Thursday's purchase of tickets for a night out in Burgess Hill was just the beginning of a three day spending binge. Yesterday I bought a new computer and a pair of shoes (which cost me the shirt off my back), but sandwiched in between, on what I now like to call 'Frivolous Friday', I finally booked our honeymoon.
After the last wedding we attended, the happy couple jetted off to Africa for a once-in-a-lifetime two-week safari, which is the kind of holiday I had in mind. Unfortunately, Lisa's not big on snakes, spiders, insects, heat or pygmies. So I've booked us three nights in Eastbourne. There's less chance of being mauled by a gorilla while you sleep. Although she will have to share a room with me.
We're actually staying at this place for three nights...
Although we're going in early March, so it's unlikely to look like that. We'll be lucky to see the place through the drizzle.
The babysitters can only take delivery of Amelie after 6pm, so we were limited as to how far we can stay from St Leonards. It was either this or the Hastings Travelodge, and I was worried the UHT milk would have gone off by now. So I opted for the York House Hotel, a seafront establishment in Eastbourne, which I chose partly because it has good reviews, partly because of the prime location, partly because I could get three nights for the price of two, but mainly because they have free wi-fi, and Lisa can't go three days without playing Farmville.
It should be the short break of a lifetime. And the perfect way to relax for a few days before I'm declared bankrupt in April.