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Bank Holiday

Bank holidays: they’re everywhere at the moment. I think today (January 2nd) is the last one for a fair while though. Anyway, this abundance of bank holidays got me thinking about one of my finest moments.

You know that feeling on a bank holiday when you want to go to a shop or something similar, but you can’t work out if it’s the kind of place that would be open? I get that all the time, even though, generally speaking, most places are open on bank holidays.

I’m saying ‘bank holiday’ a lot.

Anyway, one bank holiday, I needed to do something in town and spent a while debating whether the place I needed to go to would be open. Eventually, I decided it probably would be and trekked into Leamington town centre.

I returned an hour later, having walked to town, found that the place was closed, and walked straight home.

My dad hadn’t heard me go out.

‘Where have you been?’ he asked.

‘I went to town,’ I said. ‘I needed to ask at the bank about an overdraft, but they were closed!’

‘Really?’ he asked. ‘The bank were closed on a bank holiday?’

I learnt a valuable lesson that day which I have never forgotten.