Hello the kitchen! It seems we are all having the same deluginous (no I know it’s not a word but it feels like it might be one today!). The new water butt purchased on Sunday has come into its own, after much trial and tribulation with downpipes, etc! Brilliant stuff, Duck tape!?. Just about the only thing you can’t stick it on is ducks.
We have been swimming this morning (keeping the waterlogged theme going). It was extremely boring and my dodgy hip didn’t like it, so I was doing a strange mixture of styles, including the one legged doggie paddle. I suspect that one legged doggies are much better at it than me! I am told that we are “going to make a regular thing of it, as we have got out of the habit and it is good for us!” Who knew? What is not good for us is when we leave the sports centre and he slopes off to the cake shop in the village muttering about going to have a quick look around the hardware shop! What he comes back with is definitely not hardware, unless there is a department for sausage rolls, custard slices and fruit pies
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I’m sorry to hear there has been some verbal mauling going on - it’s the sort of thing that could drive a lot of people off Gransnet who have much to offer, which is a huge shame. But this kitchen is a Shangri La - a haven of peace (if not the eternal youth of the original! That would be quite good though wouldn’t it?).
Second school run this afternoon. Yesterday GS asked me for the fourteen hundredth time if I am looking forward to going to Cornwall with them at Christmas (he seems to think he has to keep reminding me of it in case I go off the idea!). I told him I would look forward to spending Christmas anywhere with him; even a shed in the Outer Hebrides would do! He thought about that and said “If that’s anywhere near Cornwall, we could call on the way if you’d like to go there!” ?♀️I think we need to get the atlas out!
I will look in later. Hope someone is getting some sunshine somewhere!