LT and I are having a week on Jersey. There’s been some nostalgia for both of us – he knows the island well as his grandparents came from here and he’s visited from childhood. There’s another, separate family connection as his niece lives here too and he’s come for celebrations and holidays.
I visited first in my teens, when Wink and I came to stay with her godparents. Then we had a family holiday here, before Ro was born, and I spent my thirtieth birthday on Jersey.
So, happy memories for both of us and a lovely visit. Having managed to clear the decks of paperwork before we left, I’ve been able to forget about it. The weather had been forecast to be fine but is actually fabulous.
I keep recognising that fleeting emotion of complete happiness.