We're not having a street party here either. We had one for the royal wedding, which I hated every minute of and I ain't no royalist. I did loads of cooking and bought cakes and made tea, etc, which I'm happy to do. But, talking to neighbours, whom I hardly know is just painful (not my fault, they're the ones who go from door to car, car to door and never bump into anyone). My next door neigbours and the family next door to them have fallen out. Them, the couple across the road and us would have been doing all the work, like last time, so it's quite good that there's a rift, because it means there's no street party and no awkward socialising. That sounds terrible, doesn't it? The reason for the rift is even more terrible, so I do feel guilty for being happy.
But I love a bank holiday. My daughter's off school and my husband is off work and I just love spending time with them.
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"We act as though comfort and luxury were the chief requirements of life, when all we need to make us really happy is something to be enthusiatic about." Charles Kingsley