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She’ll be here tomorrow! Hurrah! Coming round the mountain in pink pyjamas, arriving on her chariot, flying in HALO to land on the roof. We’ve got food. More importantly, we’ve got floorboards. We’ve got hot water and fluffy towels. We’ve got hot water bottles, electric blankets, roaring heating and dogs enough to go around. We’ve got [...]

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..so the BB brought Barty home last night, rolled into a shivering ball in his arms, feeling icky-poo from the anaesthetic and sneezing rather less than he had been. Apparently, he has the bitch and pups of a sinus infection and they’ve drained something and poked something else; whatever they did, it made his eyes [...]

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Carpetastic

…how excited am I? The hall, stairs and landing are nearly ready for floor coverings. This is a major watershed for the BB and me. There’s been so much ard work on the landing in particular, to renovate and improve the landing door and to put in place the correct architraves, dado rails and coving [...]

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Judging by Barty’s pained looks, his unwillingness to move from his special armchair, his constant tickety-tacketting around after dark on restless paws and his volcanic, near-constant sneezing, we conclude that he has the abovementioned complaint. Not to mention the strings and ropes of snot, discarded all over the house at nose-level.
The poor beast is also [...]

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Again, whole weeks gone and nothing bloggish to show for it.
It’s amazing to me how we drop into a sort of busy neutral; the world flows past us or we whizz past thr world and don’t make contact much along the way. Time to slow down and think of 10 lovely or striking things that happened [...]

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My PF is working away this week, handing over to his successor, and therefore I have a whole week in The Little House, with Ro; something I haven’t had for a while now. It’s so easy to get into a routine of living away, living out of a carry-all; Three Chimneys may be in glorious [...]

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Well, that’s a relief.
Well, it isn’t and it is. I always regret that Christmas isn’t the same sparkly, wide-eyed source of wonder that it was when I was a kid. I’m always surprised that  I looked forward to the event more than I enjoyed the event itself; and I consistently underestimate the stress I feel [...]

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25th Casualty

Well, I spent Christmas Day in bed!
It sounds romantic, and how I wish it had been… but no. A simple, unpleasant tale of sickness at both ends and a really, really sore stomach! I got up for two-thirds of ‘The African Queen’. because Katherine Hepburn always makes me feel better; but had two bites of [...]

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15:46 and toasted

I love the steady trickle of vino that starts just after lunch and continues till bedtime – never enough to be drunk, as we quaff from egg-cups, but still, enough in its own right!
We’ve just been out to collect the turkey, red cut flowers, croissants, black pudding for the stuffing and pears for the Mouse [...]

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Wintry

Thought I’d change the old summery header – it isn’t snowing here, but I wish it was – Robodad was chipping ice off his driveway in plate-sized chunks yesterday – I wish! I love I love I love snow!
This pic is from last February – no doubt we’ll have to wait till next February till [...]

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