As co-blog authors, Phil and I are not working very well
together; this month he has the photographs but not the words and I, never one
for lack of verbal diarrhoea, had the words but was sadly lacking in the photograph
department. Phil has an excuse because
he is working and we have no internet connection at the caravan but I have no
excuse, I have now got me a decent camera, courtesy of gifting from Phil but still
I forget to get the damn thing out of my handbag. I am just plain useless.
I am not sure where the week went last week and for one that
doesn’t work, what I did with myself. It was certainly nothing of significance. On Tuesday I took my car into Days Cars in
Blakelands for an MOT and it failed. Not
spectacularly you understand but I needed a rear wheel bearing and 2 new front
tyres and the bill came to £232. I was
very grateful of the courtesy car even though I didn’t enjoy driving it.
After dropping my car off at the garage, I went to Sue’s and
scrounged a cup of tea. The previous day
Sue had gone to a friend to help her decorate her lounge and she said it was a
nightmare. Apparently when she got there,
the lounge was not only full of furniture but also was filthy dirty and this so
called friend hadn’t even cleared the room. Poor Sue had to move stuff and sugar soap
walls before she could even think about getting the paint brushes out. Sue was
slightly overwhelmed by the project so I said I’d give her a hand for a couple
of hours in the afternoon if I got my jobs done.
That’s what friends are for and I made sure I finished my
jobs and got to the house in Stony Stratford for 2pm. Sue was pleased to see me and I could see
why. The lounge was in a Victorian house
with a big bay window, a fireplace and lots of nooks and crannies which meant
lots of cutting in. It wasn’t easy
because we were working around a sofa, a chair, a telly and lots of other
crap. But together we managed to get 2
coats on the walls but I had to leave at half four to get back to the garage to
get my car back.
Wednesday passed me by it seems; I thought I had my CA125
blood test at midday but it turned out I got the wrong week. Just another example of my brain fog. I went to the gym in the afternoon then
popped into Primark. Sue picked me up
and we had a lovely supper at her house but we were really pushed for time as
we had to get to Woughon Leisure Centre for Ceroc dancing. Jan couldn’t make it and we missed her but we
still had a fun time. Sue is sought
after on the dance floor and very much enjoying it all but I am not sure about
me. Don’t get me wrong, it is good fun
and I love to dance, the people are all friendly but I don’t remember one move
from one week to the next. I did get a
couple of nice comments but it’s the same old same old, I don’t like to be lead
and to be honest I can’t see a way to progress.
Perhaps I will be better this week.
On Thursday it was gym first thing and in the afternoon I
went to Stony Stratford to help Sue for a couple of hours. The friend whose house it was, said she thought
the walls looked patchy and needed another coat; I’m not sure I agreed but I
got stuck in and did coat number 3 whilst Sue got on with the glossing. I wanted to be home for 5pm so Sue had to
come away when I did as she had come in my car.
Phil was off on Friday and he left the flat at 9 am, picked
up Georgina from Roade and they went to spend the day with mum in Melton. I went
to the gym and then came back to the flat to get stuff packed ready to take to
the caravan. I stopped off to collect
the post from the manor and I guess it was about 3pm by the time I got to the
park. I unpacked and stripped the beds
and got the washing machine going. Luckily
it was hot and sunny so I got it all dried on the washing line. Phil didn’t get home until 6 pm, he was late
because he didn’t leave Melton until 4pm and the traffic was heavy because it
was Friday. We walked down to the clubhouse
for a couple of drinks but got back to the van in plenty of time to watch the
Celebrity Big Brother eviction. We certainly
know how to live!
We mostly did nothing but slob
out over the weekend. Phil must have watered his hedge a dozen time, to be honest he has started to become a little obsessed with the hedge. The diet went out
the window and both days we had fried egg baps for breakfast. On Saturday we tried out a pub recommended to
us called The Red Lion at Denton. Phil
had the fish and chips and I went for the beef pie. It wasn’t the best choice for me as I hate
suet. The food wasn’t outstanding but it was okay. In the evening we went down to the pool bar
to check out the Caribbean evening but it didn’t really pan out as we had
expected. We hadn’t got tickets for the
food but thought we would listen to the steel band. However you couldn’t sit by the pool unless
you’d brought your own chairs which of course we hadn’t. Also the band didn’t start playing until after
the food had been served. It was also a
little chilly so in the end we had a drink in the clubhouse then went back to
the van. It was certainly a loud evening
because the steel band were playing at the same time as the group in the
clubhouse. Not good planning.
The plan was to stay at the
caravan and come back early this morning but this isn’t what happened. We drove to The Lamb for roast lamb and hadn’t
been back long when Phil got a call from the police about the fraud case. The detective that spoke to Phil needed Phil
to email him some information. I knew
Phil wouldn’t be able to relax until he’d emailed the detective and as we can’t
get the internet at the van we decided to pack up and go back to the flat. We did consider leaving Phil’ car at the van
and come back in the one car but in the end we drove back in both cars. Another week ends and a new month begins. I am not sure what September will bring; we
have got a couple of social weekends planned at the caravan, a 60’s night with
step-dad and partner and a Bavarian night with mum and Sue. Phil has his annual diabetes checks and
hopefully he will start to get some positive results from the police. Some justice would be good.
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