I woke up at 8.00 on Saturday morning: the radiators weren't working; the hot water wasn't working either. Plumbers don't usually work on Saturdays - except for ludicrous amounts of money. So I left a message for one, and concentrated on other things.
We had a wonderful "family hour" cleaning out the kitchen - both the boys worked hard and things looked a lot better, although Mark worked hardest. On Saturday night we had a nice supper together, and had a fire, and it wasn't too cold - so didn't matter so much about the heating.
On Sunday Mark Finn and I went to Canterbury - we had lunch at the Gaol Cafe, which is nice, v. good value. Finn was really funny: he didn't know what to eat, so I suggested he had chicken with couscous - it came covered with a pile of rocket and parmesan... the chicken was dressed with a caesar salad dressing and some spiced chutney - but he really liked it - said it was one of the best things he'd ever had. He even ate some rocket - wonderful. Then we did a bit of light shopping - and came home again. Somehow it was very enjoyable. Another fire, some pasta and woke up on Monday morning, refreshed and ready to meet the plumber! He came, charged £204 to buy and replace a fan - so our heating is on again. The car is going to cost a further £427 for the replacement of the head gasket... but we won't get it back until next Wednesday - so, more walking and taxiing etc.
Now that the new prospective agent has the MS, I am dreading seeing anything from her in the letter box - in case it's the rejection.... but I expect she'll have some suggestions - so I'll have something to work on.
We had a wonderful "family hour" cleaning out the kitchen - both the boys worked hard and things looked a lot better, although Mark worked hardest. On Saturday night we had a nice supper together, and had a fire, and it wasn't too cold - so didn't matter so much about the heating.
On Sunday Mark Finn and I went to Canterbury - we had lunch at the Gaol Cafe, which is nice, v. good value. Finn was really funny: he didn't know what to eat, so I suggested he had chicken with couscous - it came covered with a pile of rocket and parmesan... the chicken was dressed with a caesar salad dressing and some spiced chutney - but he really liked it - said it was one of the best things he'd ever had. He even ate some rocket - wonderful. Then we did a bit of light shopping - and came home again. Somehow it was very enjoyable. Another fire, some pasta and woke up on Monday morning, refreshed and ready to meet the plumber! He came, charged £204 to buy and replace a fan - so our heating is on again. The car is going to cost a further £427 for the replacement of the head gasket... but we won't get it back until next Wednesday - so, more walking and taxiing etc.
Now that the new prospective agent has the MS, I am dreading seeing anything from her in the letter box - in case it's the rejection.... but I expect she'll have some suggestions - so I'll have something to work on.
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