Arrived home to find water dripping through bathroom ceiling, so supper, unpacking and chivving of offspring into bed have all been late and distracted. Finding a plumber on New Year's Day should be easy enough, shouldn't it . . . ???
Still feeling decidedly post-viral and even more decidedly middle-aged. I received some slippers for Christmas (I don't usually 'do slippers') - and (here's the really dreadful bit) - I LOVE them!!! I have 'done slippers' a lot over the past week. I have snored on sofas a lot. I have drunk many more teas than G&Ts. I have not been for any bracing walks, nor have I braved any shops to snap up bargains in the Sales. I have read quite a lot of books, though, so it hasn't all been a Bad Thing.
Jools Holland and friends are beckoning from the sitting room, so I am about to move on from one of these
to one of these
and then at 12.05 my slippers and I will be heading up the wooden hill with a[nother] good book.
Lots of good wishes from me and the Muddy Island to all my readers xxx
Happy New Year, Juliet, or Hootenanny as Jools would say! Have a wonderful year. M xx
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year, Juliet. Teresa
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year, Juliet.
ReplyDeleteI didn't even make it to Jools Holland, Juliet. How sad is that?
ReplyDeleteDespite my own lamentable failure to get stuck into the festivities, I do wish you a happy new year. And I hope that you found a plumber in possession of a sense of urgency but whose eyeballs didn't go into cash register/KERRCHING! mode when, on New Year's Day, you said that it was an emergency call-out.