How time flies….

What with one thing and another, nearly a week has elapsed since I tapped the keyboard on the computer. Crikey! Have I been hibernating this week?

Maybe a bit, but I have been doing things. First off, I’m still digging the house out since the Christmas clobber came down on 6 January. Boxes and boxes of decorations – inherited from my Mum and Dad, John’s Mum and Dad, my Aunty Flo, Quasar and Andrew when he had a flat – all of which I had intended to sort out before Christmas and donate lots of it to the charity shops. Too late! Ah, well, maybe I’ll manage it for next year?

A mini-visit from Pete and Dawn on Tuesday brought a little bit of sunshine to my life before they popped up the road for Dawn’s hairdressing appointment. Pete, bless him, came back and tinkered with the electrics again for ten minutes. But we’re still none the wiser! Eeh…. it’s a bit of a saga now, innit?

There have been some admin bits to sort out, too – who knew? – and a visit to both the Kenilworth contingents to get signatures on documents on Tuesday afternoon, before toddling off to the solicitors on Wednesday. I don’t know why I need an excuse to visit the family, but the document-signing was a good reason to take a cuppa in each of their households and thoroughly enjoy their company.

I had planned to join in on Quiz Night, having enjoyed it last week despite my trepidation but, in the end, I was feeling a lot under par so ducked out. Not quite sure what was the matter with me but it carried over into Thursday with a bit of a headache and I ducked out of Yoga, too. The Blues, maybe? Wouldn’t be surprised.

However, my spirits were significantly raised on Thursday afternoon when George and Sue came to visit. What a salve for the soul their company is!! And we had fun teasing out the electrics – if you can call it that!! Pete came round as well and between them, George and Pete put their heads together to see if they could come up with a solution to the problem. Result? Erm….. not yet. Sue and I offered lots of cups of tea to the menfolk as a balm while we drank Prosecco!! My headache miraculously disappeared. Hehe.

And what a treat yesterday! A visit from Paul who called in after he’d been in the village for a massage. That was nice. Always good to chew the cud, isn’t it? Then I, too, went for a massage, which definitely relaxed me a bit, before a really lovely visit from Catherine – our grown-up Granddaughter.

“Now that I’m living down here,” she had said, having moved from Manchester, “I’ll call in once a week and cook your tea.” Wow! How lovely to have a grown-up granddaughter who can cook and offer her company. What an amazing blessing.

We had a really enjoyable time together and she cooked a very tasty meal. Same time next week? Don’t mind if I do!!

Take care everyone. God bless.