We were meant to be living it up in Tuscany within the next couple of weeks, but have cancelled for a number of different reasons. It isn't really so bad because the kids are immersed in enjoying the summer here and they say they don't want to miss it. And anyway, due to lack of schoolie-type commitments, we could easily go later in the year when the house there will be less full of rowdy, infuriatingly cheeky cousins who have teased me mercilessly since birth and Italians (themselves completely bilingual), who routinely forget I have completely forgotten the tiny bit of Italian that amounted to all that I have ever known.
No devastating excuses yet for Menorca though. We still look to be on target for that one. Hey ho, it's a hard life!