Houses and a strange allegiance

A mystery this morning. Some unknown creature moved one of the plants in our wildlife pond about a foot from its original position. I suspect fowl play and think it may be a seagull beaking obnoxiously at its container. After breakfast with Pat and Maureen, Lorraine plunged into the garden, and I did sanded the ground floor window ledges and door step, like a proper DIY geezer. 

Then a bit more flat hunting. The four of us piling into the car. Off to a flat that the estate agent was rather ashamed to show us once he arrived. The walls were literally sodden with damp, and there appeared to be some species of deciduous tree growing from the skirting board. Two other places potentially to be viewed were discounted unseen being similar to one already rejected. We went back to the place they looked at first, Stratheden Court with the sea view, and as this seems perfect for them in every way, the die has been cast. I spoke to a bloke sunning himself in the garden, he said he loved it in that building.

Lorraine, Pat and Maureen then went shopping in Morrisons. I mooched off to buy white spirit from the hardware store, and on returning home, found myself for the first time in my rooting for Manchester Utd as I watched the FA Cup Final when they played the obnoxiously over-achieving Manchester City. Anton and Oskar were at the game. Anton had been apprehensive about United being slaughtered, but luckily they played excellently and won 2-1. Anton texted me a fish eye snap of Oskar at the match. Normal anti United feelings will resume shortly of course.