January 11th

1999: Off on our hols today.  As we were getting ready to go I had to sit on the suitcase so that mummy could get it done up.  Mummy has 4 pairs of trousers, 4 tops and 2 jumpers, but we seem to have a huge suitcase, a huge rucksack and a huge carrier bag plus a bag full of toys, as well as mum’s handbag and my very own backpack.  Uncle Terry drove us and during the journey I practiced saying T-E-R-R-Y, formerly known as Ar, now known as Eddy!  We arrived early at The Grand in Margate so we stashed the luggage (which took over the whole reception area) and went to the games room and I had a ride in Pats Van (Mum has a feeling we could spend the whole week here – well look on the bright side at least you’ll know all the words to Postman Pat Mum).  Eventually Mummy tempted me away with a chocolate biscuit, but when I saw |her banana cake I changed my mind.  I ate all the icing and kindly left Mummy the mangled cake bit.  We collected our room keys and went on the mammoth trek to our room.  We circum navigated through corridors, stairs and lifts with me in the buggy and mummy carrying the bags.  By the time we got to the room mummy was praying that Jeremy Beadle would jump out and say it was all a wind up. But he didn’t and it wasn’t.  We navigated the globe back to reception and asked if someone was available to help with the rest of the bags, there was a porter, so we left the rest of the bags and headed back to our room.  We decided to go back via the road as there were far less lifts and stairs, only to find that we couldn’t get in the hotel that end as the door was locked and we had to walk all the way back again. The long corridors, in my buggy, without the luggage are actually great.  Mummy and I raced up them, along the back straight, through the chicane and down the ravine. Mum’s looking a bit red though  Tonight we got dressed up and I escorted my mum to dinner.  I was such a gent I even held the doors open for her.  The dining room however was a slightly different matter as there was so much to explore and spoilsport mummy ended up getting a high chair for me.  After dinner we went to the cabaret room and mummy and I waltzed around the floor.  

2020: I think  may have been unfairly blamed for the packing. I will go away for a week with hand luggage where mum seems to need this plus a big case! Then again I don’t have lots of nappies now and several clothes for “training”. Can just imagine mum doing all that running and pushing me around in the buggy but it would probably be the other way round now. Meanwhile I’ll just stick to my van and car. Still love dressing up, going to dinner and dancing when I get the chance. This week though I am literally working, cooking  tea (with garlic) and falling into bed to eat and sleep and get ready to start again

January 7th

1999:  Slept the whole night in my own bed, I must be slacking, will have to do better than that tonight. Before we left for Edon’s today, I spied a big tube of Smarties, which someone had apparently dropped round for me last night.  What a treat, I’m not usually allowed, but I’ve seen them now mum – you should have hidden them sooner (I mean you had all night).  Meanie head said that I couldn’t have them for breakfast, so I decided to take them with me.  I put them on the dashboard and guzzled my drink.  Mum tried all sorts of distractions, but I know her game, she was hoping I would forget they were there.  Is she stupid?  I mean she’d remember her sweeties so what makes her think I wouldn’t remember mine?  I humoured her, responded to her distractive ramblings and once at Edon’s got out of the car, Smarties tightly clenched in hand.

2019: Well mums away in Tenerife and I’ve been working hard all day and grabbing what I can to snack on. To be fair, I love my sweets still, but know chocolate really effects my Chron’s so I tend to avoid this. Along with spicy food and nuts – so what did mum put in my Christmas sack – Wasabi bloomin nuts!