under another sun

Lorraine and I celebrated six years of being wed today. A slow start with cards and breakfast in bed, and as the day was rainy and uninviting, we lurked at home. Beth off to London for a party today. Lorraine and I even playing the Sherlock Holmes game. Then we walked in the rain down to Mediterraneo for a romantic Sicilian meal for two. The food there is gorgeous, and we shared a bottle of wine that was as lovely as the stuff we were lapping up on Sicily with Toby and Romy. A judicious cab home that took us round Sark to get to Home, but at least we were dry. A lovely time, and back in time for Match of the Day.

Lorraine and my wedding anniversary today. Five years of marriage now. Took Lorraine up a tea and a card, and got a lovely card back. Opened a present that Maureen and Pat had got us, which was a little door to go on the skirting board and labelled Miniature World. This made me laugh lots. An alcohol-affected night's sleep, cups of tea and breakfast for Lorraine and I, a cup of coffee for Anton then I made off on the bus to go to my glass class, Anton staying to work for the morning before returning home to his nice polished and revarnished floors. I was early so had a cup of tea in Cafe Nero first where I met Chris, whose opinion of La Traviata matched mine somewhat. An enjoyable session. After I met Lorraine outside the cafe, and she met Chris, Yvonne, Adele, Rick who lives around the corner from us, and Frances. Then Lorraine and I pushed on into town. Lorraine sorted out her phone contract and went off for a flu vaccine, and I went to Healy's solicitors to get some do...

More house stuff today. Domestic things being what this year seems to be about despite my best writerly efforts. Choosing showers and bathroom furniture today. Some time in the bathroom shop, which was good clean fun. And then we drove off to the tile place, which was closed. Something happens to a persons brain when confronted with a range of near identical looking shower heads and you're asked to choose.   Before we went to the bathroom place, we also person-handled our second (or booze) fridge from the dungeon. It had started to leak noxious stuff from the back, which smelled evil, and was about 20 years old. Off to the recyclers with it, but not before dropping the bastard thing on my big toe. A quiet afternoon, with Lorraine needing to sleep and repair. In the evening we were collected by Penny and Steve, and went to Mediterraneo a tiny restaurant near Preston Circus, which only seems to open on Friday and Saturday. Great food though, essentially excellent home made Itali...