It is Sunday, the day of rest I thought to myself, so I was somewhat alarmed when she slipped out of bed at some outrageously early hour and disappeared to do what mothers do early in the mornings.. who knows what they get up to.. however, she soon returned with a mug of hot ginger.
But then drew back the curtains.. 08.00 on a Sunday! Huh, I thought, either I'm mad or she's lost her marbles. Well it transpired that she's a bit dotty.. for she got dressed in pretty clothes, put her face on.. I know.. poor face, it lives in a small bag by the bathroom basin, sprayed smelly stuff on, put on a rain coat, wrapped a scarf around her head and left the house!
Don't fear folks.. she had made my eggs and tea and so, theoretically, I was 'ok' but it was a bit weird eating them by myself! And, my dears, she did not arrive home until.. 8.30pm!
Her activities apparently were as follows. She met a friend for coffee on the Kings' Road, searched in vain Waitrose for Dill Sauce, checked her library books back in, went to see dear Debbie Goat at Parson's Green Farmer's Market to catch up on all the gossip and news and.. oh boy, was there was a LOT of gossip and news!
At 2pm she walked up and over to Redcliffe Square to have a late and simply delicious lunch with Johnny with whom she used to do volunteer work. Yack a yack.. such a lot of catching up there was to do to!
The day started out sunny, for which she was pleased for all of the stall holders at the farmers markets throughout London but she was, secretly, pleased when it turned dark and colder in the afternoon. For if it had been like Saturday, which was a truly magical day of sunshine with a pleasant temperature, she would have felt guilty that she wasn't tree pruning.. a vital chore that has to done this week!
She's got a busy week ahead of her, all the apple and pear trees have to be pruned, the rest of the terrace has to be cleaned, the oregano has to cut back, dahlia, lily of the valley, gladioli, tulips, shallots, onions, spring onions have to be planted and who knows how hundred seeds have to be planted, thank goodness for those propagators!
Coffee and wool plus knitting to discuss with Pat tomorrow. Charity volunteer work to do at the shop on Wednesday. From the list of chores I mentioned in the paragraph above, she has at least three days work at the allotments, then whoops, we are nearly into March, whoosh! How February has flown by!
PipPip.. it's our bedtime.. early to bed and early to rise.. that busy week starts tomorrow!
GeeGee Parrot.
February 18th, 2018.
But then drew back the curtains.. 08.00 on a Sunday! Huh, I thought, either I'm mad or she's lost her marbles. Well it transpired that she's a bit dotty.. for she got dressed in pretty clothes, put her face on.. I know.. poor face, it lives in a small bag by the bathroom basin, sprayed smelly stuff on, put on a rain coat, wrapped a scarf around her head and left the house!
Don't fear folks.. she had made my eggs and tea and so, theoretically, I was 'ok' but it was a bit weird eating them by myself! And, my dears, she did not arrive home until.. 8.30pm!
Her activities apparently were as follows. She met a friend for coffee on the Kings' Road, searched in vain Waitrose for Dill Sauce, checked her library books back in, went to see dear Debbie Goat at Parson's Green Farmer's Market to catch up on all the gossip and news and.. oh boy, was there was a LOT of gossip and news!
At 2pm she walked up and over to Redcliffe Square to have a late and simply delicious lunch with Johnny with whom she used to do volunteer work. Yack a yack.. such a lot of catching up there was to do to!
The day started out sunny, for which she was pleased for all of the stall holders at the farmers markets throughout London but she was, secretly, pleased when it turned dark and colder in the afternoon. For if it had been like Saturday, which was a truly magical day of sunshine with a pleasant temperature, she would have felt guilty that she wasn't tree pruning.. a vital chore that has to done this week!
She's got a busy week ahead of her, all the apple and pear trees have to be pruned, the rest of the terrace has to be cleaned, the oregano has to cut back, dahlia, lily of the valley, gladioli, tulips, shallots, onions, spring onions have to be planted and who knows how hundred seeds have to be planted, thank goodness for those propagators!
Coffee and wool plus knitting to discuss with Pat tomorrow. Charity volunteer work to do at the shop on Wednesday. From the list of chores I mentioned in the paragraph above, she has at least three days work at the allotments, then whoops, we are nearly into March, whoosh! How February has flown by!
PipPip.. it's our bedtime.. early to bed and early to rise.. that busy week starts tomorrow!
GeeGee Parrot.
February 18th, 2018.
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