We are going away on Friday morning for our first 'time away ' together.
We are going down to the West Country as he wants to see the parts of the world I was born etc . We are also going to visit my brother but that is only for Sunday afternoon - we are not staying with him but in a lovely country hotel thing

The barking mad bitch from hell is not at all happy about it and moaning about having to 'babysit' her own 16 year old son. Quite frankly she can go swivel on a samurai sword as far as I am concerned.
The man manages the mortuary where we work. We are going to visit an ex-colleague and friend who now works at Bristol mortuary. So on the way down we are stopping off for lunch with her...but also a look around to see how things are done there as compared to how we do them etc .
Meanwhile the brat will spend this time productively revising, cleaning her bedroom and working at Boots
