Last night I finally got around to booking our family holiday to Exmoor. I found a really beautiful self-catering house in Exford and booked it for the only week that was available, the first week in September.
This morning I realised just how stupid I’d been. I’d got it into my head somehow that Max wasn’t starting school until the second week in September, goodness knows why. It is, of course, the first week.
To cut a slightly involved story short, I contacted the agency I’d booked through and they were extremely helpful. Because it was within twenty four hours of the initial booking they can rearrange things without penalty. I’ve told them exactly what we’re looking for and they’re going to see what they’ve got on their books that’s free over the last week in August and get back to me. Problem solved, but I do feel like an idiot.