I could close my eyes, Kaimoana, and I would be standing with you marvelling at the beauty of the dusk from your doorstep - you have a beautifully descriptive way with words.
Actually, I so wish that we were with you in person to offer company and support.
I am so sorry for the outcome of your son's interview, when so much was hanging on it. How closed a field is it? Would his name and C.V be circulated for consideration by similar companies in the future?
What next? How unsettling for all of you🌷.
Grammaretto, did your two helpers come as a pair, or have you taken on two independent travellers? It is looking optimistic for their settling in, as I read?
Do you have a two way 'trial period' for your lodgers, lest things don't work out? Your recent lady seems to have been eminently suitable.
What style of cuisine do they conjure up for you?😉
I was looking for a photo of the pram basket, Doodle, to no avail.
It had a flat back which sat suspended against the back of the pram and was fixed I don't know how.
Probably in some Heath Robinson fashion. It came in very useful in the days when transporting 2 x DCs. Baby at the top end, DC2 plonked in at the foot facing forward. Mind you, I doubt whether this would be deemed safe practice these days.
But it did stop DS regularly chomping his way through the fresh bloomer I would buy from the bakers previously stored amidships. The basket on the back made all the tempting shopping quite inaccessible to podgy little hands!
Actually, he must have been destroying the edibles while I was in a shop 😱😱.
Ah, the Durrells!
I always read My Family and Other Animals routinely once a year. I first read it in my very early teens, on my father's recommendation. I loved the dysfunctional family, the flora and fauna, the heat and the villas they rented.
So much so, I spent my long vacs, backpack and boyfriend in tow, roaming the Piraeus harbour side deciding which Greek island took our fancy at the time to visit this time
The freedom!
and lack of situational awareness.