Good morning all from a cloudy Glasgow, where it is 12°C.
I too burst out laughing, GMB,
GM. I know what you mean about not saying anything. DD appeared last night and we were discussing our forthcoming trip to Edinburgh and every suggestion I made was dismissed.
I too will go with the flow or leave DH,DD and SIL in a pub and do my own thing, 😉
Apart from a haircut, I won't be doing much today. Dollie wasn't any bother at all yesterday, but I was just feeling rubbish. I felt terrible, when she asked to go to the swing park, but I knew I couldn't manage it. Instead, I suggested that she water the garden. What fun she had!
I came round to the front of the house to find her barefoot, spraying herself with the hose!
As well as watering our front garden, she watered her grampa's, he lives next door and has been unwell. Much to her delight, he arrived home from hospital, as she was watering his grass. They were both delighted to see each other. She had been fretting, thinking he might die. How those little ones worry.
After dinner, I went to close the conservatory doors, but they had swollen in the heat. I somehow managed to jam them together half shut. I panicked, because they were making an awful crunching noise. DH was not at all amused! His last words as he left to take Dollie home alone were, Do not touch those doors, until I come back!.
Did I listen? Of course not, because I knew that his usual style is to go hashing and bashing. By the time he came back, I had manged to free them and lock them.
I was correct in my assumption. He appeared round the back with a heavy spade in hand, (his usual modus operandi!) to force them closed.
Today I will be phoning the installers, because they were custom made, only a few years ago.
Wishing you all a lovely day and best wishes to all the poorlies.