Why am I frustrated you may ask,
The same old saga that we go through every time we go on holiday.
I cant get the cases out of the loft untill Friday.
Plenty of time she says to pack 3 cases in 3 days.
Were is the wifes sense of excitement as I sit on the edge of the bed telling her what to pack for me and dont forget the toothbrushes and paste.
Packing is part of the holiday and I think should be spread over at least 3 weeks moveing the cases round the bedroom as needed.
On a better note I have just got my bum bag out of the cupboard and in it have come accross 700 YTL about 3 hundred pound
.
Her indoors didnt know that was there
This was given to me on the morning of our return in June and I had forgotten all about it (money I was owed).
Still got to send her down to the Post Office tomorrow so she can get £50 worth of Ytl to get us over the first few hours.
Dont want her to get any inkling of my little stash.
That will keep me in a few Efes as I walk round the village and I wont have to keep asking her for some spends.
I will just tell her that I am not bothered about drinking so wont need any money.
None of this would come about if she would just let me get those cases out of the loft
For those who dont know "she" is Mrs Gene alias Ann my wife who I let be in charge most days.
Gene
Mine won't get ours out of the loft and there are 4 of us, I am chomping at the bit. We are also buying a new house so there's all that to sort. I like a bit of preparation and organisation. Will probably have 2 homes by the time we get back to England (3 including Icmeler). Oh well, if he doesn't get a move on willl have to buy all new from 
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