I hated myself today. I asked my daughter what had happened about the potential holiday her boyfriend's parents had suggested, in Italy. She said they're going for a week, parents are paying for the accommodation, daughter and boyfriend will have to pay transport. As they're students, funds are limited, so this means they can't come with me on holiday to Cornwall in September, as we'd planned, but not booked.
Despite knowing perfectly well that she'd be daft to turn down a 'free' holiday, that she would prefer a holiday with me, that the idea of a holiday with me only came up when I found a