Start the day with a bit of fresh air,
delivering papers, and crikey it’s nippy out. Decide to indulge in a little
game of saying “Good Morning” to the people I pass. It helps to create a
sociable atmosphere I always think, though I do catch a number of people
unawares, and they seem slightly taken aback that a stranger has proffered a
friendly greeting. I just see it as doing my bit for community relations, who
knows it might even catch on.
Then it’s back to the DIY, painting and
holding bits of wood while the father-in-law cuts them, then saying how nice
they look. I have to say experience counts for a lot in the DIY game, and I
don’t have much. I already feel I’ve been stuck in DIY heaven/hell for
eternity, but it’s only been three days, unfortunately I can’t see me getting
through it much before Easter. A quick recce as I do a cursory tidy reveals a
number of missed spots of paint, assorted splashes and tipped over coffee
dregs. Not my finest hour, I really must do better.
After a fine chicken casserole for tea
which Mrs P kindly made last night and put in the oven to come on today,
thereby relieving me of having to do any cooking, and having dodged the ironing
by finishing the decorating late, I’m off out for the evening. Not as exciting
as it sounds, it’s to a meeting at school, where the heating isn’t on and I
haven’t got a coat, so I emerge two hours later cold and with nature calling!
In case you were wondering jay-le-taxi was
out today, collecting the eldest from show rehearsals. I’m tempted to think
that when the show is over next week, thinks will revert to normal, but I don’t
think normal exists around here.
Yours slowly thawing
Jay
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