Five adults, one small child and a flatulent, diabetic dog in a caravan just outside of Great Yarmouth for seven days. It's going to be interesting. Or it's going to be Hell. Not sure which at this point. Also, leaving my brother home alone worries me, he has been known to borrow my car without asking (I'm taking the keys with me) and is both an alcoholic and a drug user. I'm sure he'll be fine, but not 100% sure, you know?
Anyway, nothing I can do about it.
Hopefully the holiday will be good. It's a Haven park, which makes it sound like it's going to be super lame, but my niece if Four and taking her on a too hot beach holiday abroad just didn't seem fair. Of course, my mum is taking her to Disneyland in Paris later in the year, but whatever. I'm not jealous. Okay, I totally am.
Anyway, better sleep. I have to be up and out of the house pretty early in the morning.