I have one brother and two sisters. Both sisters have husbands and one also has two young children. They are my entire family now our parents are both dead. And, they are all (+1) coming for their holidays to my town tomorrow for a week. Luckily the sister who organised the whole trip is sensible enough to realise our little house can't cope with so many people, so they have rented a holiday house about two seconds walk from here. It should be great, we don't see enough of each other and we all get on really well.
Today I cleaned the house from top to bottom just in case one or more of them decides to pop in, but mostly I will be walking round to them, hopefully. Not because I don't want my family in my house but because the minute I have guests I go into hostess mode and get all stressy about making sure everyone has what they want: drink? are you hungry, let me fix you something? Either that or I have too much to drink and forget people need to eat at all. A rental house levels the playing field as no one feels any responsibility for any one else.
The last time we all got together for any length of time was Christmas 2006. We rented a large house on the coast and all pitched in to make it the best Christmas ever, and it was. I'm looking forward to seeing them immensely, but I know for a week I won't get any work done and, I won't get any blogging done. I will mostly be being fed by my sister and drinking wine and chatting in that way you do only with the people you grew up with.
So, I'll see you in a week or so.
PS I looked for a photograph of all of us together for this post but couldn't find one, I'll try and get one over the course of the week.