As I hear you hurl your breakfast
Into the loo
I think to myself
Well things don’t always go according to plan
And I pop another Panadol
To take the edge of my tooth pain
And
I think to myself
Well things don’t always go
According
To
Plan
And
I rifle through my suitcase
Looking at my coat
I shake my head
It’s so hot here
Why
Would
I even
Dream…
But then I remember
Things
Don’t
Always
Go
….
I thought it would be bucolic
A little Victorian country frolic
A romantic folly
A nice holiday
Well
The Alpacas are ugly
And one spat on me
The donkey wanted to bite
The sheep
Well
Whatever – I’ve seen plenty of sheep before and of course
They are never exciting
Things
You know
But then the sun went down
And there you sit
Nibbling on the new version of a rice cracker
The only thing you can eat
Thanks to a rather indiscreet bout of
Stomach bug itis
And I sip a wine
And thank goodness for pain killers
Catch your eye
And smile
We begin to chuckle
Because really it is quite perfect
How life
Is
Not
And aren’t we lucky
That we’re not
Young and full of expectations about perfect situations
We’ve seen plan F come round a time or two
Me and you
We’ve lived through things that just fell through
Unexpectedly
So
No
Life isn’t perfect
But it is jolly nice just all the same
Another rice cracker?
No
Off to the loo
Again
Oh well
Things don’t always go according to plan
Do they
No they don’t , cool post
Sometimes it’s the things that don’t that turn into better things and sometimes they are just things – life is full of things for sure 😊
Yep. I know what you mean.
this was the first thing I read this morning and you started my day with a smile – so thankyou
Smile on – so important !:)
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Haha…I’ve suffered through toothache during our trip to Jordan and while everybody had succulent cuts of meat, I had soup. And then during another holiday I had the stomach bug. While everybody enjoyed their meal, I was stuck in the loo:(
You had both our experiences rolled into one then – poor thing 🙁 It’s so awful to be sick when on holidays – it seems like the worst kind of unfairness. Still – we managed to work around it and have a lovely time. Now I’m home and everything is fine – wish we could take a do over :):)
Yes it is 🙂 Now when I go on holidays, my kids ensure I dont get excited and over-eat…they are more concerned than I am. Am glad you had an amazing holiday and are back now…