Tootling about

Graham and Gail went over to Paul and Harriet’s today and we stopped at home to try and get some packing done for our holiday. I am all of a dither and, although I have a list, I can’t say I’m organised at all.

John spent an hour pottering about in the garage and manged to get his bumper on the car, which was marvellous. “It’s only temporary,” he said. Oh… ah….. it’s got to come off again then? Maybe! There are more nuts and bolts to be applied, apparently. “At least it gets it up off the floor,” grinned John.

I did a bit of washing and a bit of packing and panicked because I can’t find my driving licence. Any ideas where it will be, St Anthony? Ah well, if I haven’t got it, no worries, we’ll not be going far anyway.

We went over to Paul and Harriet’s later on in the afternoon and had a lovely, gentle time with them. We met Maia, a Labrador that they are looking after, and I immediately fell in love with her. Such a gorgeous dog. Big and hefty though! But Labradors are, aren’t they?

Home again and it was a bite to eat before we enjoyed an evening together with a glass of Baileys and a film – the original Italian Job – great fun.

At the last minute, as were are coming up to bed, John had a look at my packing efforts. Hmmmm……. he’s not keen on the suitcase. It’s a bit big. That’ll be a trip to Sainsbury’s tomorrow morning to buy a new one then!!

Aaand……. breathe……

Take care everyone. God bless.