Thursday 7th Mar

It’s my last invigilation session until May this morning, and myself and Bill were in,entertaining ourselves with some Armstrong and Miller style antics (see You tube, Armstrong and Miller invigilation). Mid morning finish and it’s straight back to the DIY. I feel at the moment as if the paint brush is part of my hand. I get most of the undercoating finished, just a final bit to do tomorrow. Wouldn’t you know that the last piece of skirting board to be cut and finished turns out to be the most difficult? There must be a law somewhere that governs these things.

Get partially cleared up mid-afternoon then it’s a quick rush to get the ironing done. It’s been one of those cold damp days without really raining, and so I’ve been juggling things between the washing line and the tumble dryer. Why is it that my eldest likes to buy clothes that don’t want to go in the dryer? Once again it’s a house husbandry skill you learn by experience, what will dry and what shrinks! You only make that mistake once, or twice.

Then it’s a drop off at the outlaws; something that was left earlier, and on to the local library where I get the book I’m after (praise be), and indulge in a conversation about the TV show Pointless, and how stupid most of the celebrities who appear on it are, with the two ladies who work there. That still makes me 5 minutes early for collecting the youngest from rugby practice, unfortunately he’s then 15 minutes late, but at least I have my book to read while I wait.

Once home Mrs P comes in just behind us to find I haven’t started the risotto yet. So we’re a bit late on tea tonight, but on the bright side it means the eldest gets in from rehearsals so we can all eat together. Spend a large part of the evening trying to get an email problem resolved, which eventually I do thanks to my persistence in wading through telephone automated voice recognition systems, being hung up on during a live chat from India having waited 10 minutes to be connected, and eventually giving my PC over to a kind gent from India who remotely fixed it, after I waited 20 minutes to speak to someone.

I also had time to share taxi duties with Mrs P in the evening, so some things are constant.

Yours paint splattered

Jay