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Date: 23 April 2004 22:39:07
I didn't get much done today, apart from a trip to town. I was in the bath a bit longer than usual - it's rather disconcerting to be about to get out and get dry, only to discover the window cleaner has arrived and is stood right outside the bathroom window! One of the disadvantages of living in a bungalow, together with not having a cupboard under the stairs to hide things in, and not being able to use a slinky effectively.
It was lovely this morning to sit and drink coffee in the garden with dad, feeling almost too hot to stay there too long. The garden's looking lovely.. especially the big pot of daffodils complete with cat in the middle. He got a bit of a shock, though, when he chased a movement in the flowers and came nose to nose with the biggest bumble bee ever seen. I don't know who was most surprised.
It was good to have a mooch around town, although frustratingly I had gone without the paperwork to tax dad's car. Typical! It was the main reason for going, apart from paying some cheques into the bank. I had been distracted from putting it in my bag by Dad suddenly deciding he wanted something from my shed and me having to go out there and explain to him that he'd have to wait for the weekend as all my "junk" has been relocated into there. I don't know why I felt guilty - it's my shed, after all.
The main purchase this afternoon was a doorbell. It was a really bright idea - a cordless doorbell so that dad can have the switch and I have the bell, and he can call me in an emergency without having to dial the phone. It's a brilliant idea (thanks Maxine) but has one small snag. If I put the receiver in the hall, I can hear the bell when he rings from his lounge or main bedroom. If I put it in my bedroom, I can hear the bell when he rings from anywhere BUT the lounge or main bedroom. There's nowhere in my bungalow (that we've found so far) which is within the 200 metre range for the whole of his bungalow! I've told him he will have to pre-arrange his emergencies so that I can have the receiver in the right part of my home to hear it (or not, as the case may be!)
The miracle has happened - Tiddles has found his school jumper. He's lost his t-shirt and his bus pass (again) but he's found his school jumper, missing for about four months. He's also up to date with his homework, and rather pleased with himself for a fantastic drawing of a liner for his geography book. He just has a bit of French to do, but to complete that he will need to have a chat with his French teacher and find out what on earth he's written in his book. It's unfair to expect the poor boy to draw pictures of the items named in French when neither he nor I can actually make out what the words say. No, it's not that I don't speak French, it's simply that they're illegible.
I must practise the hymns for Sunday tomorrow. Don't let me forget. Hey, this time next week I'll be practising them on my piano! Actually, no I won't... this time next week I'll hopefully be curled up in my hotel bed in London with a good book, waiting for the wedding I'm going to on Saturday.... assuming I ever find the hotel. Ooh, it's exciting. I am really quite looking forward to this weekend away. So much for economising!