You may have heard the saying "in the right place at the right time" well my catch phrase should be "in the wrong place at the wrong time"!
Whether it's missing out on concert tickets, an item on eBay snatched before my eyes, accosted by charity chuggers or the wrong queue at the checkout that's usually me.
Today was no exception, I was desperate to see the final flight of the Vulcan plane which was due to fly over Hoo today, as well as being a great thing to see it would be great to show pictures with the air cadets as well as the boys when they are older....I had the timings and everything. On the way from church we were asked to drop off some harvest flowers in Upnor which we dutifully did and then the boys decided that we needed a pub lunch....great we can sit in the garden eat and get back . However we bumped into some friends and Daniel loved playing with his friends and new ones too. By the time we dragged him away guess what...the plane had flown over our house and we missed it..
Gutted is an understatement but a good friend popped over to see us and the missed opportunity passed.mand then the thought that the Vulcan would fly back this way occurred...fantastic a last chance, and low and behold Elijah needed feeding and changing..so again missed the plane...never to fly again!
As I put the boys to bed I was left feeling terribly sad and then it came to me what had I missed..an old plane flying over which would have been awesome but I've seen the pictures and the videos. What did I gain? A lovely afternoon with family and friends followed by the pleasure of being able to tend to the needs of my beautiful little boy....
So next time I feel things haven't gone to plan I aim to look on the bright side...there usually is one 😀
