Turning point
Up early because of Plumbers, who did not turn up immediately. Had breakfast with Toby who was now heading off to Aberystwyth, a bit of an epic rail journey via London and Birmingham. Sad to see him go, but we will hook up next week.
No water this morning, as there was a burst water main just down the road. Took a few hours to sort out.
Plumbers arrived, and finally finished installing the shower. An electrician is coming next Friday, just for one or two bits, but it is done. It looks good too. Only took 'em four weeks.
In the afternoon, once we were free of workmen, and Sonia had arrived, we made off to Hassocks garden centre and bought Lorraine the sun lounger she had been craving. Then home. The sky looking somewhat suspect, and a bit of a wind gathering. We took he sun lounger out onto the decking, and soon it was thundering and raining hard, for the first time in over 50 days.
In the evening off to a drink to celebrate Innis's birthday, at the Bottom's Rest. A text from Toby saying that he had finally arrived in Wales after a hideous journey..
If the Battle of Trafalgar is the Batty, then The Bottom's Rest must be The Botty. A cheery evening, where I drank a fair amount of beer, and generally let off steam, and talked to lots of nice folks. The rain had stopped by then and we all gathered outside. A couple we really liked, an actor called John who I blah-blahed about my plays, and it turns out he had been on TV and radio and theatre etc. which made me feel a bit of a loudmouth, but he was very kind. And an artist called Jo.
Rosie glowing with love for her puppy. Unable to see the blood moon, lunar eclipse, due to clouds. Standard, as the young folks say.
No water this morning, as there was a burst water main just down the road. Took a few hours to sort out.
Plumbers arrived, and finally finished installing the shower. An electrician is coming next Friday, just for one or two bits, but it is done. It looks good too. Only took 'em four weeks.
In the afternoon, once we were free of workmen, and Sonia had arrived, we made off to Hassocks garden centre and bought Lorraine the sun lounger she had been craving. Then home. The sky looking somewhat suspect, and a bit of a wind gathering. We took he sun lounger out onto the decking, and soon it was thundering and raining hard, for the first time in over 50 days.
In the evening off to a drink to celebrate Innis's birthday, at the Bottom's Rest. A text from Toby saying that he had finally arrived in Wales after a hideous journey..
If the Battle of Trafalgar is the Batty, then The Bottom's Rest must be The Botty. A cheery evening, where I drank a fair amount of beer, and generally let off steam, and talked to lots of nice folks. The rain had stopped by then and we all gathered outside. A couple we really liked, an actor called John who I blah-blahed about my plays, and it turns out he had been on TV and radio and theatre etc. which made me feel a bit of a loudmouth, but he was very kind. And an artist called Jo.
Rosie glowing with love for her puppy. Unable to see the blood moon, lunar eclipse, due to clouds. Standard, as the young folks say.
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