I had a dream

I'm not sure my father knows that Martin Luther King had a dream on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial in August 1963 and, to be fair to Reverend King, I'm not sure my Dad's dream is quite that important.

But he's my Dad and he's usually no dreamer. So when he got into my car one day a few months ago at the ripe age of 95 and said "I had a dream last night" we sat up. His dream was that he would invite us for a cruise in the Mediterranean. Some dream for a 95-year old and what's more, he specified that he wanted a cruise with at least 2 ports of call on the North African coast. There aren't many like that nowadays, especially in the summer but after hours on the Internet I found a cruise run by Costa Cruises, an Italian line, the biggest in Europe and owned by Carnival lines. A few more hours on the Net and I found that the best price I could get for this cruise was through a specialised American agency CruiseValue. The booking was made, the money paid and all we had to do was to wait a couple of months and cross our fingers that everybody (we also have an 88year old participant) would make it. We had a fright when Lilly fell out of bed 2 weeks ago (it's not so funny when you're 88 years old) but she's recovered and so we're scheduled for lift-off on Saturday. Keep your fingers crossed for us! I'll keep you posted....