A Mountain to Climb!

You know when you say your going to do something, you get all excited and you daydream endlessly about it.  Well the daydream is over. In just over 4 months, Janet and I board a BA flight to Delhi. A trip of a lifetime, a step into the unknown and a mountain to climb!

(Some children I hope to meet at St Mary's)

Ok, so Doug has no problems with me running away for a month.  He is actually really cool about it. He is wonderful really, not many husbands would be too pleased. He is a realy hands on, and looks after the house better than me at times.  However the kids aren't overly delighted with me going to India for a month.  They are not upset about my pending absence, it's more of a 'OMG can't believe your going to leave us for a month with Dad, so you can go on holiday with Aunty Janet'.  Ha holiday, if they only knew. I've tried to explain, but it falls on death ears. One month in another country equals a holiday in teenage eyes and no matter what I say will change that.  I'm very very lucky both my daughters are independent and capable of looking after themselves.  School is only a few minutes walk away, Doug will be here with them and my MAM will be coming to stay while I'm away. So the chance is they won't even realise I've gone and hey the time will fly by.

My mam! Mmmmmmm. Ok. so when I was 18 I went on holiday with my friend Nichola and her mum, two weeks of sea, sun and fun. A month to the day of returning I was admitted into hospital and barrier nursed in isolation for what seems like months.  It turned out I had Hepatitis. I was pretty ill for a long long time. Obviously this has stuck in my mam's mind as a time in her life she would like to forget.  That is, until I told her I was going to India. "INDIA", she screamed down the phone, "ARE YOU MAD CAN'T YOU REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU WHEN YOU WENT TO TURKEY WHAT IF YOU GET ILL DOUG SHOULDNT LET YOU GO WHY CANT YOU GO TO SPAIN INDIAS A FILTHY PLACE". She said all of this without stopping for breath, speaking a hundred miles an hour and in the strongest Geordie accent.  Well as you can imagine she wasn't too please, but agreed she would come to look after the girls if needed.  That was a few months ago. I spoke to her yesterday and confirmed my flights were booked. OMG what a talking too did I get again. "Mam, I'm nearly 40 for christ sake, I'm a big girl, nothing is going to happen to me".  Shit, I will be phoning the doctor's in the morning to discuss innoculations, because if I return from India with even a spot she will hit the roof. God help me!!!!!!