Today is the Eve of what will be the First of Many
(I suspect) Saturdays that I spend a long day working at a Caravan Park.
Did that sentence make sense?
I’m quite looking
forward to it. I’ve been used to working weekends in the past, and this should
be a lot more enjoyable than dragging myself into a busy supermarket or dealing
with complaining fuel-buyers. I also prefer working Saturdays than Sundays, so
that’s a bonus as well. On Sunday, I’m taking Philippa and Mathew in to use the
swimming pool! Gavin said we get free use of anything on the site, and it makes
sense to have the pool to ourselves for a day before the hordes of residents
and holidaymakers start descending on us in their droves. It means I’ll be
onsite for a lot of days in a row, but again, it doesn’t feel like a place of
work, it feels like a family home that happens to be in the grounds of a
picturesque, pretty vacation park. Also, Sunday is purely for pleasure. We get
to play in the pool, and I get to show Mathew off to some of the other
employees who have been desperate to coo over him and to meet his mum (who also
happens to be my wife). Plus – I’ve always loved swimming regularly, and with
the old job it wasn’t so easy, and all public pools have been closed for most
of the Winter, so I haven’t been getting that usual exercise, so this is needed
physically, and is also really exciting.
RC 9-4-21
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