Generations

I felt very uncalm this morning, I don't know why. Something to do with the one that is home won't be here for very long.  It took a while for him to emerge as well.  Meanwhile I started to move the futon and ended up taking it to bits.  I'm sure that wasn't done the last time it was moved. Luckily I'd kept the instructions and tools.

The weather was better today, slightly warmer.  Once #2 was up we struggled to put the futon back together again and there was much swearing but we managed, though both of us were exhausted.  

Then down to his house via Duddingston.  The traffic was very slow.  Home via the Manor where we spent a good while and sorted out the balcony so Mum could access.  Hopefully it will work. And she voted.  No idea who for though. 

Back at home #2 sat outside and had a long call with A, back in KL while I sorted out the front room.  I do like me new chairs.  And of course the football had to be on once the call was over. We had a trip to Margiotta in half time and #2 was reminded about how cheap alcohol is here compared to KL.  He's taking pics of everything.

Before I could make something to eat #3 and #1 gf (will she be demoted now?) arrived to check for a tent and deliver a bottle of Hungarian wine. We sat in the front room, away from the football.

After they left, ate, drank and watched the mad Wagner French flic on Walter Presents but didn't stay up too long.