Unless you’re as old as I am (which is pretty old in my daughter’s eyes) then you will have no idea what the title of today’s little rambling means. There was a TV show which put ordinary people in the spotlight as they impersonated a celebrity entertainer (a singer) to try to gain the public’s attention as someone with a great voice. It was sort of the X-Factor of its day but without the boring sob stories and terrible auditions.
The person would be introduced to the audience, and then through some basic clues and video they would then walk off through a smoky door and say “Tonight Matthew I’m going to be *insert singer’s name*”. It was the height of Saturday night entertainment and our family would try to guess who the person was going to impersonate, before ultimately getting it completely wrong.
Now, this brings me to the point of today’s blog if there actually is one (there often isn’t but somehow I manage to tie it all together at the end).
It is the Easter school holidays which also brings along the start of the main tourist season here on the small island. This brings along coach loads of people who have invariably never heard of the small island until now and think they have to change their money and bring their passports with them. Tourism is a big thing for our island in that it brings money to the local shops and people to our shores. It helps keep the island afloat (metaphorically speaking of course) through the winter months and provides a source of employment throughout the ‘season’.
At this time of year a lot of the tourist attractions open up again and there is a general buzz in the air as the streets and roads get busy again. Like any place that relies heavily on tourism there is a love / hate relationship with people coming here. On the one hand we are grateful that people want to come and view our beautiful island and take in all that it has to offer. They spend money in our local shops and pubs which in turn helps to provide employment for a great number of people. On the other we (I use the royal we) get fed up that the roads get busier and frustrated that the places we like to go for peace and quiet are now full of people wearing crocs and Hawaiian shirts (sometimes together!!!).
This combination of school holidays and grockles (what we call tourists here on the small island) means that my working day is extremely busy as there are a lot more people on the small island who will go shopping and want something to eat while they are out.
I usually walk to work, I’m on my feet all day, except for my lunch break, and then usually I walk home. My daily walk to and from work is just over a mile and a half each way, plus however far I walk at work while in the process of doing my job. This means I walk a lot. Every day.
My feet hurt.
My knees and joints ache.
My body just wants to stop.
I have lost all motivation to go out for a run in the evening at the moment because of this exhaustion and that, in turn, is affecting me mentally. Not in a bad way, just in the sense that I don’t have that time on my own right now. I will get back out there again when I can as I love running and the freedom it gives me but for now it’s not top of my list.
Which brings me back around to my original train of thought. See I told you I’d tie it all together in the end.
I don’t have a smoke machine behind my door to give that sense of wonder but as I walk up my stairs tonight, I will turn around and give the audience (you, dear readers) a hearty wave.
Tonight Matthew, I think I’m going to sleep well.