Wednesday 23 March 1994

Gran rings me with the news. When he was a consultant after he 'retired', Grandpa was always flying off to somewhere in the Middle East or South East Asia looking at oil rigs. Apparently he had saved all his frequent flyer points and never used any.

They have to be used by the first of May this year.

Grandma doesn't want them.

'How about you, dear? Can you get away from school for a little while?'

I haven't got the gall to ask for time off so soon in my new job. But the Easter holidays are coming up! Ten days are better than none.