BETWEEN YOU AND ME.

Star (Christchurch), Issue 19134, 29 July 1930, Page 10

BETWEEN YOU AND ME.

WHEN A HOLIDAY IS SPOILT. It seems such waste, doesn’t it? It should have meant so much. Enjoyment every minute of it. New experiences, new interests, new friends, renewed health in mind and body, and a new supply of memories to look back upon. Vet, sometimes it doesn’t! It only leaves a what-might-have been feeling. Why? Probably we started very tired. A woman has so much to “ leave straight ” before she goes away. If she doesn't —well, she knows wliat it will mean when she returns. Then, after the where-to-go-and-what-it-will-cost question is settled, there is the fidgeting one of: What shall I take? Warm clothes? Cool clothes? New clothes? Old clothes? So we are tired out to start with. Then, with the change of surround ings, we get a false energy and begin by doing too much. “ I don’t want to give you a tonic,” said a doctor once; “ it’s like whipping a tired horse.” So the “ tired horse ” tires itself out still further and concludes that holidays are a much over-rated institution. The Right Spirit. A quiet, restful day before starting is. alas! generally a counsel of perfection, but we can take it easy for the first few days, and be content just to relax. (It takes us all our time to learn the wisdom of that, though, doesn’t it? Isn’t it astonishing how some new, pretty clothes do add to the holiday feeling? Ah! There we have it! The holiday feeling, the holiday spirit! We must take that with us. We are going to enjoy ourselves! That’s the idea! All the inconvenience, all the mishaps, the lack of sufficient hot water, the blinds that won’t pull up or pull down, the lumpy beds, the barrel organ outside, the wet days, the gnat bites! We laugh at them! We are out to enjoy oursel\«es, and we are going -to! Whatever else we forget to take, we will take the holiday spirit.