Saturdays

Early swim
Tennis
Food shopping

Rooted out some summer clothes and rinsed them in some peachy fabric conditioner in readiness of warmer weather (a bit premature I hear you say) but the sight of the bright colours dancing on the clothes line gladdens my heart. I am fed up with fleeces, tracksuits and woolly sensible garments.

Vince is out in the shed cursing like a trooper. He mis-measured a few planks of timber and he is trying to do a patch up job - but it’s going agin him. He is sanding, sawing, and he has that yoke that has a bubble in the middle of it (no idea) and he is muttering and tsk-ing and generally being very narky. Anyhoo I will call him in later this afternoon, light the fire and let him watch The King and I on the telly with me and Mini. (See yesterday’s blip to make sense of my ramblings)

Saturdays are Sweet