The longest day...

No work today, but the day was reserved for tidying the house. I'm expecting potential renters to start showing up to look around soon, and on top of that we've asked our landlord to come round and see if he can fix the oven so with the house suffering from me being too tired to lift a duster when I come home some tlc was needed.

Somehow it managed to take all day, and my reserved hour potting up bulbs in the garden and hour catching up on blip were subsumed by cleaning and preparing chips. Mr B thoughtfully spent the day topping up his vitamin D levels in the garden, thereby ensuring that we are spared the devastating consequences of him coming down with rickets. Phew.

The kids were bribed with many marbles for the marble jar to tidy their rooms - and amazingly did so rather quickly and well (though admittedly I didn't open any cupboards to see if they'd just rammed things in there).

Later, our friends from Castres arrived and the evening slipped away in a blissful blur of fizz, nibbles, wine, food, wine, food, chat, wine, nonsense and a wee glass of wine. At some point, we levered the kids into bed (though I think technically that should be in tomorrow's entry) and way later than was wise for someone who had moved tomorrow's french lesson forward to 9am, we all found our beds too.

A fine evening. Even if dinner was a bit late.