Alice Eva returned from her Italian trip with pasta and limoncello for mamma (don’t feel too warm about it as I gave her the pesos before she left). The poor souls flew out of Heathrow last Monday during the storms. Meanwhile Mr W has been organising the first born’s move to his new official residence. Apparently it would be a good thing if we went down to clean it for him. Apparently I think Ben should now be doing his own cleaning!!
We have taken advantage of the child free time to go out and about, Mr W has been squiring me about the town. We went to watch Dad’s army at the picturehouse and were excited to be warned at the start of the film that it contained ‘mild innuendo’. This got me thinking – what do people prefer – some mild innuendo or a little double entendres? I also did some more work on Al’s quilt, Larry has been helping me sew the ends in. We had a lovely meal at the King Alfs on Saturday evening. On the way home a bunny ran in front of the car – lovely…… and then a HUGE rat. You know it’s a big one when you brake to let it pass, thus avoiding damage to the paintwork. We have been going through the loft. This mostly consists of Andrew getting boxes down then jumping from foot to foot, whilst shouting “hurry up, hurry up” (as the storage place shuts at 3pm on Saturdays). It’s not easy to go through precious memories, that have not seen the light of day since the last millennium, whilst someone is shouting “hurry up, hurry up”. I’ve also just discovered I’ve married someone who doesn’t know what layette means. At what point during my preparation of handmade layette for my babies (many moons ago) did Mr W let me know that he was unclear as to the meaning of the term? This is worrying as he’s easily the most educated in the family. A lady from Tulsa who designs clothes and models lingerie has admired my layette on Instagram-which is nice.
This is a rather scattered and odd post (more odd than usual) as I was stuck by a bug that required the use of a bucket. That’s possibly the one time that having a small bathroom is a good thing, you can reach all the facilities whilst using the facilities. Unfortunately first Ben and then Andrew were struck down, I was just about at the point of painting a cross on the front door. Alice remained untouched and avoided coming home as much as possible. Maurice hasn’t needed a bucket, he has however ‘passed’ a large chunk of wood. I suppose if you are very hungry, have very short legs and may be bored then the kindling basket must look like a good place to have a snack. Possibly I could feed him large pieces of wood and he could produce tiny versions of those Swedish moulded log thingies.