Fabulous Friday

Today was a day full of happy togetherness – although there was a disappointing start to the day.

We had invited Pete and Dawn, and Carol and John round for lunch. We were eagerly looking forward to it when we got a text: ‘We are very sorry but Peter has gone down with a cold…..’ Oh, noooooo! Pete and Dawn were not going to be able to come. We were all very disappointed.

Carol and John were still on their way though, so instead of enough jacket potatoes in the oven for six of us, it was reduced to four with a toast to absent friends.

I shot off to the dentist’s first thing to see if he could put another dressing in the cavity that was left by the removal of my tooth, as it was still niggling. All done and dusted by 10.30, I was home and prepping lunch. A great start to the day. In fact, I could hardly believe my luck. Every traffic light turned to green as I drove home and it felt like I sailed along as smooth as you like.

Carol and John arrived a little later than they’d have liked, however, having got stuck on the M42 while a burned out lorry was dealt with. ‘Delayed on M42 be about 15 minutes sorry x’ texted Carol. No worries – it gave me chance to fish out a bottle of mulled wine…..

It was so lovely to see them. We rummaged through our minds to try to remember when we last caught up with each other – had we gone to them? Or had they come to us? We don’t know but it felt like an age since we last met in person.

As soon as they arrived, that was it – non-stop talking for nearly five hours; non-stop laughing; non-stop empathy and understanding; just non-stop friendship for the whole of the time they were here. Gosh, it was wonderful. But so sorry that Pete and Dawn couldn’t join in.

The plan was that the Brandreths would set off home again before it got dark. We were enjoying ourselves so much that dusk began to fall before we noticed though, and it turned out that some of the journey was going to be in the dark after all. However, a note to say they were safely home reassured us that the journey hadn’t been too bad.

“Next time,” we said to each other, “next time, we’ll stay over. None of this rushing home in the dark malarkey.”

Within an hour of having waved goodbye to the Brandreths, the Kenilworth Sleaths arrived on the doorstep for some respite care. What a week they have had, having new central heating installed. It was a pretty chilly week in which to do it – no warmth and no hot water.

Not only that, but they had finally emptied their old house of the furniture they had left there to ‘dress’ it while it was for sale. The additional furniture is now cluttering up their new house and, for five minutes, some calm surroundings were required. Goodness me, they are worn out.

I, of course, was in my element with Freddie and we had a lovely time together while the three remaining adults snoozed their way through all the stories we read. I know they were bedtime stories but, really, that was ridiculous….. hehe.

We sat and watched MasterChef by way of relaxation, after the Kenilworth Sleaths took their leave, and we were highly impressed by some of the candidates. I do love a bit of MasterChef.

As a result of a Fabulous Friday with Friends and Family, I haven’t been keeping up with the news. Therefore, I have decided not to sully the blog today with the COVID figures. Let’s face it, sometimes, you just want to remember the good stuff, don’t you?

However, before I go – Susie Dent’s Word of the Day is ‘dumfungled’ (19th century) meaning: used up, worn out, and approaching stupefaction.

Yep, that’s me in relation to quite a few things………how about you?

Look after yourselves everyone. I wish you a wonderful weekend whatever you are planning to do. God bless.

P.S. The dressing in my tooth has fallen out already……..