I spend the day preparing to go on holiday (again). My wife re-packs the suitcases and I weigh them to make sure each case weighs less than 20 kilos.
My wife goes to work, and I walk the dog (twice), split a few logs, fill the log basket and then oil the kitchen worktops so that the oil has a good long time to soak into the wood.
I have a minor panic when I discover that I have reserved parking at the wrong terminal, but a quick phone call to the parking company reassures me that it shouldn’t present us with any problems. I double-check that we have all of the necessary paperwork and documents – passport, flight vouchers, boarding passes, accommodation vouchers and parking voucher – all present and correct! Let the holiday begin!