With Treacle not making
slurping sucking noises all night long I slept well. I made toast, and as
always just at the point when I was about to eat it when still hot so all the
dogs came down wanting to go to toilet.
This morning quite a few friends were posting to the
Internet to say that they were off on foreign holidays. Holidays are good;
foreign ones are OK… for me there’s far too much travel involved with a foreign
holiday. By the time I’ve got to the airport I’ve done all the travel that I
want to do.
I had an email. Nectar and eBay would seem to have had
a falling out.
I then drove “Daddy’s
Little Angel TM” up to Maidstone where she had appointments, and
as she appointed I sat around waiting. Eventually I got bored enough to get
myself a coffee and a croissant. I was pleasantly surprised to get change out
of a fiver too.
With
appointments appointed we came home, and it wasn’t long before “My Boy TM”
and Cheryl arrived. He’s closing down his little pond and had brought me the
last fish and a lily pad. A golden rudd will pootle about the pond nicely
enough, but I’m unsure about the lily pad. I’ve never had any luck with them in
the past.
As we fiddled with the
pond so the girls packed, and “Daddy’s Little Angel TM” and “Darcie
Waa Waa TM” soon set off on their little holiday. The house was
incredibly quiet as I then wrote up a little CPD in a shallow attempt to redeem myself
after the balls-up I made of it yesterday.
“er indoors TM” boiled up some pizza
and I cracked open a bottle of plonk. We watched the first two episodes of “Celebrity
Race Across the World”. I’ve no idea who the so-called celebrities are, but
the show seems entertaining enough.
Having had “Daddy’s Little Angel TM” and
“Darcie Waa Waa TM” here for nearly three weeks, the house
seems rather quiet…
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