Guess what arrived this morning. A big fat cheque. Now safely in our bank account.
So decision time. Mick wants to go on holiday during the May half term. I'm already off - having taken the week off to decorate.
But he can't decide where to go. It'll be in the UK (none of us have passports and we have the dog to think about). He fancies Dorset or The Lakes. I'm leaving it with him.
I have dropped not too subtle hints about taking my mum with us too but I'm leaving that with him too. She's already coming with us in October so he might feel that's enough for one year.