Then - Three days of luxurious lie ins. The dream of waking up on a Monday morning knowing that you can happily go back to sleep again. Or that feeling on a Sunday night when you don't have to set the alarm. Bliss.
Now - It's become a stand off situation. There are three days off so that means that one of you will have to get up at the crack of arse for two days and watch Peppa Pig. Whilst the other gets away with just the one. This is not fair. You both lie still. Not breathing. Whilst the kids shout "MUUUUMMYYYYY" "DADDDDYYYYY". One of you gives in and mutters "Oh for f*cks sake". Whilst other smugly does a silent fist punch, rolls over and goes back to sleep. Git.
Then - As you had Monday off it was virtually compulsory to booze from the moment you legally could till the moment you legally couldn't. Hell you may have even gone to an all nighter. ON A SUNDAY. What would Jesus think? Quite frankly you were too drunk to care.
Now - If the weather is nice you may have a sneaky Pimms in the back garden whilst you watch the kids try to kill each other in the paddling pool. Or if it's p*ssing it down (standard) you will resort to the dregs of gin with flat tonic in front of whatever crap is on the tele. Darling Buds Of May anyone?
I miss this so badly