I have been reluctant to post a blog which is really not
like me, but to be honest, we haven’t really been up to much so there hasn’t
been much to blog about. We rather
wasted the las yt bank holiday weekend, there was talk about going to the caravan
and I did suggest going to mum’s to do some jobs but it just didn’t
happen. Instead we stayed in the flat
and watched a million episodes of Desperate Housewives. We did get up off the sofa on the Sunday and
walked to the city centre to have lunch at Waggamamas. The walk took an hour each way and it was
just nice to be out in the fresh air.
Harriet flew to Greece with some girlfriends a week last
Tuesday. I went over to her flat on the
Wednesday to wait for the surveyor because Billy was on an early shift. Our time slot was 9 until 1 pm. I took my cleaning gear and managed to clean
the flat plus weed the front garden before the surveyor eventually turned up at
half eleven. It seemed to go okay but we
haven’t heard anything.
I went to the fracture clinic at the hospital on the
Thursday. I had to wait an hour in a
very packed clinic. I eventually got to
see the doctor who made me do a few exercises with my hand and then signed me
off. My hand is still a bit stiff but it’s
much better than it was a few weeks ago.
On the Friday I went to Melton to see mum. I was a little late leaving and didn’t get to
Melton until half nine. My job of the
day was to paint the passageway in-between the kitchen and the garage. It was a brush job and I was a little
apprehensive with my hand but actually it was fine and it only took me half an
hour. We went to Morrisons for shopping and
then had lunch and I drove the back way and met Phil at the caravan. Phil had been busy; he’d made home made
burgers and marinaded chicken ready for a BBQ.
Sue and Ian arrived at the caravan a little before 6pm, they
had travelled from Southampton and the traffic was bad. It wasn’t brilliant sunshine but we did
manage to eat outside under the gazebo.
After dinner we went to the club house as we had tickets for a Rod
Steward / Tina Turner tribute band. They
were good and it was a fun evening. Just
too much vino and a very late night.
Phil did sausages on the Barbie for breakfast. Later in the afternoon we had a drive to the
viaduct and stopped off at a country pub for a drink. We had another BBQ for dinner and afterwards
went to the clubhouse, but not for long, I think everyone was knackered from
the night before. We all packed up on
the Sunday morning and then headed for home as Phil wanted to get back for the
Spanish Grand Prix.
Phil was back to work last Tuesday (thank goodness). It gave me a chance to catch up with
housework, paperwork, washing and ironing which for some reason I can never do
when Phil is home. On Wednesday evening
Sue drove and we met up with Jan at the Yam Tong at Great Holm. The restaurant was packed out. I wasn’t impressed with the service which I
thought was rude and abrupt; the food was okay, although they got Jan’s food order
wrong.
The weekend just gone was quite busy; Mike came round and we
got a taxi over to York House in Stony Stratford for Yorkiefest where Sue and
Ian were volunteering. Yorkiefest is a
musical festival in aid of Marie Curie and Alzheimer’s Association. I wasn’t sure what to expect but it turned
out quite good. There was a bar and a
barbeque, I hadn’t been before, we got there at 1pm and left at half
eight.
Yesterday we went to Melton to see mum. We left at quarter past eight, the M1 was
quiet and we got to Melton for half nine.
Mum was flustered when we got there; she was cooking a roast dinner and
had invited Una, her friend as an afterthought.
She was worried that the joint wasn’t big enough and that she didn’t
have enough veg but of course there was plenty to go round. I had borrowed Sue’s new power jet washer to
see if I could put right the blocked paving that the gypsies messed up. I gave it my best shot but unfortunately it
didn’t even touch it. Mum had a whole
list of jobs for Phil to do which he finished by lunchtime. Lunch was nice although I’m not too sure I
really fancied a full roast dinner on such a hot day. After lunch we had tea in the conservatory
and got back to MK just after 4pm.
I need to get focused this week, I have a whole list of
things to do but really the priority this week has to be Harriet’s move. As soon as 9 o clock comes, I need to phone
the conveyancer to see whether exchange and completion will happen this
week. Personally I don’t think it is
going to happen and in one way I am hoping that it doesn’t because it gives us
the whole of next weekend to help Harriet and Billy move. Harriet and Billy have nowhere to go to but
Billy’s parents have freed up their dining room so officially they are not
homeless. It’s not ideal but we are
taking mum away on the 1st of June for 4 nights so Harriet can stay
at the our flat. She and Billy fly to
Mexico on the 5th of June for 2 weeks and then when they come back,
we go away for 11 nights to again they can stay at the flat. I have a feeling that it’s going to be a busy
few weeks.
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