Midlife guide to... bleisure

Why are you taking your bikini to work today? Is your office heating system really that effective?

I’m not going to work today, stupid. I’m going on a bleisure trip.

A pleasure what?

Not pleasure, I said bleisure. A combination of business and leisure. Though, yes, I hope there’ll be some pleasure to be had while I’m there.

So your company has to pay for your holiday? Is that how this works? If so, sign me right up.

Sadly, no. I will be tagging on some annual leave and paying for my hotel once the excruciatingly dull conference I’m attending is over.

Ah, what a shame.

Not really. It’s kind of normal, to be honest.

How so?

Well bleisure trips actually increased by 46 per cent last year in Europe, the Middle East and Africa. Or so I’ve read. And millennials are the main culprits.

Of course they are.

But before you start sneering, Generation X and Baby Boomers are not far behind. They love a bit of bleisure these days.

Oh, that would be our parents, spending all our inheritance as usual.

Now, now. We’re all entitled to have our fun. Especially if someone else is paying for our flights.

I suppose I should thank you for sharing this clever little work-life hack I’ve been missing out on.

The bleisure’s all mine. Rosa Silverman