5 OS pleasures in your day today - part 3

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weenancyinAmerica  - I do Remembrance partly as Scouts do, partly as I have family under commonwealth war grave tombstones.

PaulieHerts – how goes the house palaver?! You’re renting a bungalow, but son Will have a flat? Locksmith & steam mop – ah the glamour of a new place, eh?!

LaineyT – it wouldn’t be epic if I posted more than once every three weeks! I do love an atmospheric Moon. Ouch arthritis but hurrah Pilates! Love the learning that Sunday means Roast… Deffo ulp meter reading. Confined by engineer?! And oh the mud – but the love doesn’t shift. Less heating?! Ulp?!  Emporium free biscuits? (Must check Ts&Cs!) Fingers crossed for heating! 55Kg is a Lot of dog. Warm house after walk (phew) & fruitcake making. Aw, snorts at scary monster.  LOD whoopee! Travel chess genius gift. Pondering cheery sparkly tights & grinning. I do like a bit of star gazing. Only person in the yard, so of course the whole barn looking at you hopefully! Treat breakfast to start, 3 pines to finish – sounds wonderful! Horse ownership never was for the fainthearted even with deep pockets but somehow long noses overcome wet legs. Hurrah C Dog & aww mithering mare! Love the orthopaedic bed for dog as you lug feed bags… Meal out with a real fire!

Frith – lost a post referencing Dame Joan Bakewell? Drat! A whole box of apples, stewed? Should see you for a while! Wholeheartedly concur, stunning art! And work  donate some food to the homeless day centre. Oh cobblers, flat roof Issues. Congratulations Aunt Frith! Cooking pears are a new idea to me, but it makes sense. Dead right to eat thoroughly on rough water & wow, what photos! Much impressed at what planning has wrought! Woolies?! (BeStillMyBeatingHeart) Launderette is just amazing. Love listening to football with cat. Wholly reasonable to ask for a refund from a charity shop sometimes. Christmas Eve jumpers are discounted before December has started?!

Mhagster – fireworks, stressed dog & buying a lamp for the base (& why not?) Why are you log lugging & not your offspring?! Yikes specs sales pitch, hurrah the Right Pot for a plant, lucky catchup! Argh rain & windy but still line drying. Please resupply bag with biscuits? Ouchy massage as lugging logs, let alone snipping spruce! Strictly time… very early start so writing then out on lovely walk in beautiful but freezing happy place. Yikes, re-siliconing windows (there’s always Someone who didn’t get the memo). All the weather! Ooh, dresser excitement & oh dear, Haggis. Vacuum bags are fun.  FaceTime to sing happy birthday! Early start then “snoozed painted strictly”! The weather is helping the writing & the tidying. Slightly odd how draining down isn’t an obvious thing. Love your work rewards include flowers! I’d guess dawn often the best bit (shame on me) & you saw deer! Interested to hear the yellow lenses work on glare. (May add them to Christmas wish list.) So glad that family has you in person, not emailing, but also that you have new to you sofa & recliner!

Highdays – the uninvited guests are always stressful. Love your Inner Sloth – which is trying to protect your immune system. All this dentistry! But last arco out – wow, it is Such an achievement. “reading week”, eh? All strength! Love your grandsons, each clearly characterful! Ach, the bereavements, and trying to uphold teenaged grandson as well.

Happycas – hoping DH’s CT scan has revealed all fine or at least manageable. Love DGS football resulting in happily filthy players. Re-watching the night manager – I seem to recall it was well worth looking at, even if the subtleties of plot were not held in memory.

Purple kitten – not-quite-flu & fireworks - ugh! Clean bedding always a pleasure. Record of Achievement is that you can years later get rid but still remember the good moment. Reading in sunlight, a special pleasure! Love owl a treat for you, less so for prey. It can’t be that lazy if there was a pizza already there in case. Oh dear, fuzzy. Belated Happy Birthday! Ah, Fedex. They’re almost reliably not where they say they will be. Fire is one crazy monster and you did all the right things in the right order, but Phew….

ampersand  - How do you sort slightly crayoned covers? Enquiring minds (& is there any way to recover from felt tip?) Refuelling minutes before 3p/l rise? Bravo! Argh lurgy. Yet you still bag the last 2 Schloer rosé. Ugh GP appointment system, & hurrah sensible receptionists! Well enough to get to Cardiff & enjoy the music as well as the rugby, very rightly. Love the photos & getting a vicarious contact off the crowds! These hairy drives – but when we do what we love, they’re part of the price. Blasted technology – still, hoping good weekends to all likewise!

DundeeDoll – awed that a grubby short transmogrifies into a sorted wardrobe by DD2! Blimey Oh at the accordion, the race for the bus, & “shopping for shortbread for Thailand” Ooft 480 emails but to really get away from it means you come back to it. Love gbf’s lateral thinking to dog advent calendar!

Skint yet Again – great to see you! Nowt wrong with heating & food related pleasures!

OS Pleasures recently (as in about 3 weeks’ worth, dear Lord help me)

Still hooked on Andor. It doesn’t feel like Star Wars, but really good intelligence gathering & dear heavens the costumes & the music.

Old QI of various sorts of teapot. Cricketers, assassins, cubic & Russells - have to say I am smitten by the assassins and also by the cubic teapot…

The universe is very strange. Contemplating a week’s worth of washing up, Youngest observes “that’s what I got the Dracula audiobook for”.  At mum’s we load the dishwasher. At home, he listens to audiobooks as he washes up by hand. Not quite sure if I’m impressed or horrified!

Reading up, I find I have been neglecting the making of quince paste, or membrillo, Every Time I have made quince jelly. (I think Granny would forgive me. We didn’t have quinces when I was a child.) Gosh though, two gifts from the one fruit! Startled to see vanilla pod or rosewater added - my jellies are far simpler…

I see the generic shopping list includes “nutritional supplements”, the family euphemism for a selection of biscuits. Not for me but Youngest who (as a growing male) needs the extra calories to attain yet further height. (He’s the house cook & I’m a devout believer in light bribery.)

 

“You got a call - on your handbag” - someone dialled my workphone (in a case with a crossbody strap so it can be used hands free) & son rightly unimpressed.

Dryly amused at the annual Starbucks understocked seasonal promotion. Mostly as it happens almost every year, free column inches of outrage & frankly this year with fireworks blasting, I’m just blinking at their timing.

Delighted to hear “fronted adverbials” have been given their marching orders & children are to be encouraged to read At All rather than focus on the grammar.

The quinces are a little bruised but that makes them easier to chop & 'jellyfie'. They still have their fuzz from the early months, which is sweet & slightly disconcerting. I am harvesting seeds with hope & thoroughness. 

I really ought to ease off QI - if you can get “gregarious locusts”, logically there must be (a rather fewer) antisocial reclusive locusts? Or vigorously “no tickling please, we’re grasshoppers”.

 

Seconds after a tender query about the laundry, I hear a thud & the tumble drier power up. At least I’ll start the Remembrance Parade clean warm & dry. 

I keep forgetting how long the dressing takes. The official belt, the polished boots, the shirt ironed & buttoned right the way up to the neck over (this year I remembered!) Layers. (Last year one, this year I’ve a fleece tunic over that. Broadens my backside yet further but keeps kidneys cosy.) As very fine, gentle rain falls, gradually marking who’s been stood out waiting longest. Tied a scouts shoelaces. Fastened up various top buttons (parade turnout demands it). Got a scout’s necker tied in a friendship knot, as they’d misplaced their woggle. Reassured parents we’d be back here in about an hour & a half. Pondered why the band always plays abide with me so slowly, but we all fell on God Save the King with gusto [end of ceremony]. Herded my “marching” Scouts (we parade with army & air force cadets who take it Far More Seriously) back to the muster point, grinned at the dismissal & the arpeggios of chirps from parents aglow at their Scouts & wrapping them in warm dry coats. Reminded a couple that “layers” includes legs & bare legs in November when you could be in tights under trousers?

Went and watched another episode of Aliens Earth with Middleson. (My social life is weird.) Rushed home after to be with youngest as we’d joked about me being found in a ditch & I didn’t want him to spend too long with that idea. The boys have enough to deal with without another funeral.

You know you have a good boss when she hears you pleading for acorns & comes in on a Monday with small bag thereof, several with the start of rootlings! Two in pots of water, others in a jug contemplating the idea of gravity & some will get fridge time to cover bets….

 

Ah, live-streamed events are always peril sensitive. I thought my network connection gave out As my colleague did his reading, no, just before & then during but yeay! Seen, heard, cheered. (Mutterings of “too fast drattit” but that was expected.)

Eyeing a foot cubed mystery parcel, I explained it as “scouts” & got an immediate “darn but you pack ‘em in tight” - all the good replies came to me over the next day & a half, my esprit d'escalier  curtailed by a desperate need of tea.

A month ago I dead headed the white lavender. It is blossoming anew in November! Awed.

Possible aurora viewing once the rain stops falling… BBC comments section filled with laconic resignation! (Tuesday & Wednesday both thickly clouded & raining. Ah well.)

Scouts & games night - the irritating got stashed in the other room on safety grounds & may possibly learn from that. Or not, but no accidents, so win-win I reckon.

Saw a cleaning in progress sign (manifestly not true) & chuckled at the idea of that as a Christmas present….

 

Then heard “caution bollards descending” & just wondered how strange the city soundscape must be with traffic & beeping & “caution” & the hum of streetsweeping machines  & the strange silence of electric cars & thinking I really am lucky to be sighted.

Happiness is thinking I could murder a curry & son serving said within the hour.

QI end quote “happiness is having a large, loving, close-knit family in another city.”

George Burns. (I think he may be onto something.)

The Christmas music has taken over one radio station, the shops are ramping up the festive raffle & yet in the cafe, the catching up chats, the ‘ch’ & ‘sh’ & the tinkle of teaspoons amidst the “oh” & “eh!” is all times of year & Without Phones.  Love that demographic!

Onto an informative about St John’s Crawshawbooth, beautiful old church been listed for destruction after over a decade of neglect. It’s a tipping point - if this Grade 2 star Listed church gets the nod for demolition, not a single underused church building is safe. There are people who have plans & money for it, the Church has declared them not viable (and the Church authorities must be in touch with God as they’ve certainly not spoken to the people wanting to give the structure a future) – I predict a public enquiry.

 

Strange how odd it is to explain quince jelly to someone who has absolutely no idea of what or why. Mind watching me eat (stood beside the jam pan as if that would get it to boiling point any sooner & muttering) at a time when usually I would be curled up with a book then heading to bed, and silently disappearing, suggests he absolutely recalls being dragged into helping times past.

Seems Youngest was accosted on the doorstep by an itinerant sheep yesterday. I note the unexpected visitor left a token towards the garden well-being & saw it grazing on municipal herbiage as I left this morning. Youngest reassured seeing a sheep isn’t a sign of impending doom - he’s read too much fiction & not enough how to rope slaughter & cook a sheep… This is Lancashire, sheep are for wool & hotpot.

And now it is minutes off midnight, the quince chunks are softer, the water pinker & I have a cauldron, pillowcase & broomstick ready. If any of my family say they don’t like membrillo, I will never bother again. Just I have cousins who adore quince jelly so on I go. Thinking that “gifts money cannot buy” include jelly made when I really want to be asleep. Another year, I’ll start before noon.

And later today I have to add sugar til it sets & decant it into jars for which I have lids that are clean. Another year, do this in a house with a mechanical dishwasher. Meanwhile Youngest is laughing at my “mcgyvering” of the pillowcase into place with the string of an onion bag & a length of cable lashed around the broom to make sure… But, it is dripping through a beautiful pink.

Oh gods my bed. How I utterly love it.

Argh. I have jam jars galore. I can’t find where I left the lids. This is going to make a Wonderful Family Bonding Memory…. 

 

At last! A bare half dozen jars but ye gods of captured sunset. And I’ll not try this again without a gas ring. The electric hob doesn't chivvy the mixture to a rolling boil. [All at a gravity defying set. Heartwarming!]

Pharmacy texted me so I went & collected pills. Not quite enough to get me to New Year but easily enough to see me through a month. For the asking in person, in the quiet, I was offered an out of hours face to face with medic in the coming week so this freckle (that I don’t think is) can have a professional looksee. I accepted with heartfelt thanks.

I now have more decorative scarves than I have awkward female relatives (swung by another charity shop, tying to abide by this not over a tenner rule) but at least the lovely Christmas cake baking cousin has a bottle of cognac to bribe her husband with. (A startling number of us are quietly teetotal.)

Pondering the label for the sloe gin in a cod-snake-oil style. And on the back of the label, in much less histrionic font “sloe gin, contents Gordon’s, sugar & sloes.” (Read on…)

It has snowed. Most of which has melted, but of course the cold metal of the car is last to defrost. Onwards!

Youngest forgot if I said 5 minute to or 5 minutes past & so I hustled out of a meeting for hot food. I doubt my colleagues will judge me too harshly!

 

After a visit that should go into the training annals of how not to do it (it really was such a learning experience on So Many Counts), my blood pressure is back into its normal tranquil range and all my colleagues are showing as safely back.

We have (over zoom) planned how to take the cat to the vet. That it takes four women indicates the cat has strong opinions on this. [And later the image of placid tranquillity. Ha!]

Scouts and three bright new faces! On the night we do a “compose and choreograph a dance”, the twins who suggested it are away, but impressively our youngest scouts have both a clear grip on the task & admirable handwriting. 

The scout uniform trousers discounted in the sales both fit comfortably and turn up easily - my uniform wardrobe enhanced Mightily.

Good to look up & see stars even if a bit hazy after the plough & Orion….

Late night enchiladas. I am so blessed in my sons.

 

Colleague seen by medic for a suspect freckle & so far not all clarified so lucky emojis include the black cat, elephant, bat & (apparently) pig. I shall be including at least one of these in all teams messages we exchange until the lab results come back.

(My freckle on the other hand looked at & promptly reassured it’s not cancerous, it’s just seborrhoeic keratosis, so am happily going about my business.)

Saw a GP at nearly 8pm, and shocked rigid to hear several appointments not attended. The cold he thought, me near sputtering at the appalling waste of precious GP resource. He seemed rather touched I cared.

The Christmas bag is filling - fruit cake, cognac, Christmas cards & empty bottles to decant sloe gin into. (All for mum, there’s another bag of bags of presents for routing along.)

“Don’t know what part of the Borg Cube you’re on but” (Youngest winding up to being withering) “If I were part of the Borg Cube you’d know, honey!” (My immediate riposte. Poor love, up against someone who really doesn’t believe she can be mind merged into a collective.)

We have snow. For enough hours to be cold but not hard enough to be inconvenient. (Yet.)

 

Yoga class and despite the room being cold I am warm & happy!

Big bowl of chilli & I suddenly want to nap. Oops. 

Awww the sound of one son steering his brother through a room of stuff not moved out with to hunt a satnav as he knew I was eyeing Black Friday cautiously. Then a boxed Garmin landing in front of me!

Delighted to read Aldi will close properly over Christmas, closing on Christmas Eve at 6 & staying closed over Christmas & Boxing Day. I wonder how low the yellow stickers will go (& if there’s much left on the shelves at all) by 4?! 

The British Growers Association warned the dry start to the year will not have helped the root crops like carrots potatoes & parsnips (purists forgive me, I do know a tuber is different) and the recent cold & wet may not have helped cabbages sprouts & cauliflowers etc flourish. Fingers crossed there will still be competitive vegetable price reductions!

There’s me topping up the water under the acorns & there’s Youngest eyeing me & my hypodermic dubiously… it’s tricky to top up a bud vase, the hypodermic improves accuracy.

 

The swings & roundabouts of family trees climbing. One moment you get a branch from a Bible, another from a gravestone. 

We’re out of spaghetti, so it’s spirale bolognese & looking amazingly “simple student food”!

I blinked at a fast moving neon blob then realised there was a dog in a coat chasing a ball thrown by an owner in black. If you are going out with a kitted-to-be-visible pet, please consider something similar for yourself as I’d hate to swerve to miss a loyal hound & take out the owner instead?!

I was wondering about the energy efficiency of hair driers when Youngest switched it back off again. The upside of being a short hair! I shall shelve my researches & not buy a Dyson gadget. (My long hair gets a bathtowel, then braided & abandoned.)

Youngest cooking Huevos Rancheros. Yum! So welcome after a chilly morning.

Caching up on Only Connect & being stumped by Welsh - strangely reassuring!

 

Strangely quiet house, one brother borrowed the other for manual labour, painting fences & cladding. (I was left unsupervised in the kitchen, & have views in the electric hob that are unbecoming on a family site.)

Bewildered call from historic building ally wrestling with identity verification - she’s absolutely doing the right thing but yikes the government software is not joining the dots. Companies House personnel being very supportive but unable to take a mallet to gov one code. All I could do was cheer her on, 

Scouts! Ye gods, Strictly has the budget but Scouts have the voom! Much to my amusement, the twins who wanted a dance night & who missed the planning & choreography last week were in, used every minute of the remaining rehearsal time & several minutes of young leader data & marshalled three bashful fellow scouts to victory! (The young leader never thought he’d be copying the lyrics of “All I want for Christmas” onto the whiteboard from his Spotify account, but live & learn.)

Colleague called, having seen interview slots appear in a senior colleagues calendar, & so we quietly filled our days to ensure we had a good pretext not to be invited til the new year. I think the gentil art of expectation management is a vital skill… Even if, right now, the fire with which we applied for these posts has somewhat gone out. We’re just arranging matters so when the posts go to those we consider far too young, we can smile & know we tried & route all the boring stuff with serenity.

The dulcet strains of the muppet show theme are to be heard as I pack to go south.  It’s time to set the out of office etc for a long weekend…

Debating with myself the merit of a box of candles & a lighter & thinking very very few of my family would understand the “I just want you to be safe & warm” subtext so returning the candles & wondering if my family would understand carrying a lighter even though not a smoker… 

 

Have devised a gift label for the sloe gin “Doctor Mother-of-Dig’s Notorious Tincture!

Keep away from children.

No more than one gulp after the noon meal.

Be sloe to wrath, distemper, false witness, intemperate language and reftlessness.” Which has the merit of having the good doctor giggling before it’s even printed.

The economist on AI & the p*rn industry… increasingly synthetic smut, ye gods. If I can figure out how to monetise my imagination, my old age will be thoroughly comfortable.

Lady mother researching a quote “for she had a tongue with a tang, could cry to a sailor go hang” which turns out to be Shakespeare (a song in the Tempest) & apparently my near saintly granny quoted it wrathfully at my great aunt (her sister in law). I scored bonus points for Googling it, and further for fetching the complete Shakespeare open at the right page. A gift from a brother-in-law & not the one we’d have thought. (One, well-raised on Desert Island Discs, would gift newborns the complete Shakespeare at baptism, correctly presuming the infant was already in receipt of a Bible.)

Ahh, Youngest once again earning the golden opinions of his grandmother - an excellent bolognese & three more hearty portions cooking for the freezer.

Mum’s carer booking up on English history & stunned that Henry 8 sired three heirs on 3 different women & didn’t stay married to the rest either… (I got in a bit of Ricardian hurrah too. If we can make time & she's interested, I’ll unleash the Tudor download as I used to be able to do 45 minutes neat. Eldest was stunned!)

Cheering mum on with online jigsaws “edgy bit!” etc. I defeated a 100 piece rose which had pieces the size of my thumbnail as mum watched in horror at my casual facility. (Clearly wasting far too much time on jigsaws!)

 

Lady mother fed chilli (ate almost an entire northern portion!) then tucked up whilst the cat scampered off. That animal deserves his own entry in Old Possums Book of Imbeciles.

Just seen Sir Benjamin Slade’s list for a suitable bride & am chuckling happily at the frankly Austen-esque nature. The shotgun & helicopter licences requirement will rule out quite a few gels & as for ballroom dancing - in which country? I’m too old & not that desperate but I applaud his clarity & hope the right lady gets in touch. Marriage suited me.

When mum’s carer goes to church, she goes to church. Friday night nine till midnight - prayer hymns & very little sitting around, indeed I asked was this high intensity interval prayer & got the wide grin of agreement even if she was out of oomph to explain the nuances. 

 

Health, Strength, Love & Courage to all as have need. Warmth, patience with the nauseous, & HWBs quant suff & may the coming weeks be filled with joy as well as the usual seasonal argh.

LaineyT

Oh Crikey, me to to follow our Dig again, hurrah to those quinces.

For yesterday,

Sunshine and lots of it, yard coats washed and on the line by 9am, making hay etc.

What started off as a general go through downstairs somehow turned into a deep clean of kitchen, Capt S who was once again WFH quickly backed away with his tea cup and said he would be back in a bit!

Lovely delivery guy turned up with a saucer attachment for the bird seed feeder because a certain labrador has taken to hoovering up all the spilled stuff, the peanut one has already been moved higher up the apple tree after I caught her standing up on hind legs trying to nose it off branch. Had partly forgotten the food drive of this breed!

Afternoon at the yard, other owner amazed as my girl picked her way through the wettest spots and still sported a mud less rug.

Night falling so quickly these days but under 25 before Winter Solstice, the early festive lights are a compensation but I’m not tempted yet.

DundeeDoll

Goodness purplekitten takes me back several years when I came home to a kitchen full of smoke - now ex had left the grill on with lorne sausage and fallen asleep - I couldn't get to the grill to switch it off as the smoke was already too thick, phoned 999, got everyone including dog out and coughed a lot! (that is not why my ex is now my ex)
For yesterday
1) my colleague has put the tree up - it was an 'extra' I bought for Christmas 2020 for the porch and kept it up most of the year, decorating it dependent on the season - kept us cheerful during 2021 but now surplus to requirements
2) lots more complements for my new shirts teamed up with gifted jacket from retired friend 
3) remembered another smart jacket which i haven't worn for ages - Edinburgh Woolen Mill, black with white and yellow silk - that is good for colours needed for visit to Thailand (they are currently in mourning and we are asked to wear black, white, grey - the yellow is very discreet)
4) ceilidh that had been postponed due to Storm Amy - us three 'gals' met at my house and travelled in friend's car - great to catch up
5) the hall was freezing despite the radiators being full blast (too many chairs stacked in front!) so two of us played with our wooly hats on :-) the audience all danced so of course they were lovely and warm. Despite the chill a brilliant night, not too late finishing, thanked with a bottle of wine each (always welcome) and we gals giggled all the way back to mine. A lovely end to the week. 

Highdays

Morning all.

Thank you so much for your concern for our bairn. He's had a tough week but has lots of support from family and his friends at college. It's tough to lose a good pal and they were total best friends. 

Some pleasures:

1) Made a donation to a cancer charity in memory of the brave lad who fought so hard and will be very sorely missed.

2) Hosting our family Christmas get-together this weekend. Veru early but the nearest weekend to Christmas we could all make. A family tradition that my mum and dad would be so pleased we are continuing.

3) The house has been scrubbed and polished and is gleaming. No housework for a couple of weeks, yay!

4) Hated putting up the tree and decorations so early but can't really have a Christmas do without. They do look very festive - I just need to catch up.

5) Lot of hard work and it will be a manic couple of days, finishing with brunch on Monday but it will be lovely to have all the people who mean the most to me in the world all together under my roof. We've all made it through another year and that is truly something to celebrate.

Have a good weekend, whatever you are up to.

mhagster

Anyway for today. A mixed sleep. Slept till 3am then managed to doze off again.

Whilst waiting on furniture delivery text…pulled out old sofas, rolled rugs, hoovered, washed floors.

Hung out half a load of washing…the heavier half and put the rest on the clothes horse. There was a wee sway from the breeze and sky was blue but chilly. Was probably half dry when I brought it in. 

Nice chaps dropped off new sofa and kindly moved recliner chair down to its new position.

Tree up. All light and sparkling. And I don’t care it’s not December. It almost is! It’s been a heavy work week. I have my own sadness at this time of year to process ( whilst there is much to be happy and thankful for as I always am) so it’s up…every ornament a memory. 

Poor dog has been a bit discombobulated with furniture moving and rolled up rugs…he gets a bit freaked at the flooring! And then I put a seven foot tree up …next to a new chair and where’s his old one gone? 

The most beautiful sunset this evening. It’s to be a cold night. 

Table set and waiting for DD2 and the Chap to come over once he’s finished work. 

Will have to for go watching Strictly till later! 

ampersand

I'll just try to post various pics-
1.is for Mhags, a C12 carving of ancient bagpipes in Tewkesbury Abbey, the oldest representation known, apparently.

2. One of the pair of fantastic Gurney stoves, warm and glorious heating system.

3.From a friend, found after 6 days' absence, but still ok.💓
4. In no way fully conveys the incredible richness of some remarkable stained glass, while retaining tranquility in this small chapel within the Abbey.

5. Well, & was back in time to help raise our art group angel yesterday.It's amazing.🫶😀👍🌟

LaineyT

Fab pics Amps, 

For yesterday,

Bit of a lie-in followed by coffee & croissants.

Made a loaf and did a bit of financial admin, C dog kept me company by lying under the table as I worked and ended up on my feet which kept them very toasty.

Over to the yard for the afternoon, the horses had been kept in due to heavy rain & high winds but girlie was happy enough in her stable. Long groom and some Pilates stretches.

Home in time to listen to the last 15 minutes of the footie, United got a last minute penalty to take all 3 points and are now sitting in a playoff position. 

A few games of Yahtzee then we finally watched the last Riot Women.

PaulieHerts

Morning all 😊

Reading all your pleasures and enjoying your photos 😊
Chinese takeaway with friend and enough leftover for next day.  Was supposed to be final one before we move tomorrow …. But
More delay as it seems the builder didn’t get the final sign off for the removal of the wall between the kitchen and dining room.. it’s more complicated because we can’t get indemnity insurance because the council have been involved and it’s not just a simple sign off visit as it’s past the time and file has to be “rejuvenated “!  Await an email tomorrow as to what to do.  So no new moving date yet and our rental lies empty ☹️. Fortunately the removal man was great about it and no mention of extra charge.  

Trying not to get too stressed but it’s difficult!  Meanwhile the packing continues at a more leisurely pace and another tip run planned for today.
On a more cheerful note, OH did stock up on 25% off wine 🍷 and £10 Baileys.  A bottle of each was cracked open yesterday 🤣 but will try and keep the rest for Christmas and presents 🎁.
Have a good Sunday everyone 😊

Purple_kitten

Amazing Photo's ampersand

Wee Nancy, thankfully the only injury was a tea towel.

DD That sounds scary. My parents used to talk about how their house caught ablaze thanks to elderly parents' cigarette, they got out but forgot my brother, and had to tell the fire crews, needless to say I love regaling that one to DB...

The house is dragged up to clean and the ferret bedding all clean again.

Not all rtcs are good! We picked up come chicken bits from Iceland on their rtc’s and had them and then spent the rest of the time trying to get rid of the smell from the kitchen, and taste out of our mouths.

I appear to have missed, mix it up Sunday, ah well the cake will be baked up tomorrow.

There are some bits we need and the most mse way is Amazon, I took off the bits we don’t need right now and saved them for later, which left things on offer only, and added the no rush delivery to take it down further

Currently, on Stranger things series 4.

mhagster

Hello. All cozy with candles and fairy lights on ( and the heating has been on all day! Been a cold and frosty day though a beautiful blue sky.

I was up early and had a lovely FaceTime with DD1. 

Then went for a shower…then it seems I dozed off instead of getting ready 😆 

Impromptu lunch arrangement as friends could pop over so I made do with most of what I already had though did nip to supermarket quickly.

Home and I really enjoyed cooking. Made a mince and sausage pie ( to use up both.) Pie had a St Andrew’s cross a-top.  Roasted some tiny potatoes. Had Yorkshire puddings and made the most delicious cauliflower cheese and some veggies, and then for pud it was apple and blackberry crumble and a RTC mince pie! All very tasty and a very pleasant few hours sitting round the table chatting and laughing…and then everything in the dishwasher! 

Was brought some pretty pink and white flowers that look lovely next to my pink dining room wall!


A nice slow day.