A happy Saint David’s Day to all.
Firstly an apology to all those who left comments on last week’s post and to whom I didn’t respond. At the risk of sounding like a stuck record, it’s been a busy week. However, I will always reply (even if it takes a few days) and have now done so. Thank you for taking the time to share your views; they are always welcome.
The plan for a soup-making week failed along with all the electrical sockets in the kitchen (miraculously, apart from the freezer – actually not a miracle, just very fortunately part of the upstairs circuit) and the sitting room. The cooking plans floated off into the ether whilst Husband eventually tracked down the problem to the new fence panels (!) which had been fitted the week before. You have to admire the detective work that came up with that as the cause! The fence post had been concreted in over the armoured electrical cable (which leads to the shed at the top of the garden), and had squashed it. The first sign that anything was wrong was the intermittent problem with the fuse box. Yet another day of heavy rain did for it altogether.
On Thursday I was due to go out for lunch but illness (not mine) meant that it was cancelled, and then on Friday my plans to go to the gym were curtailed when Granddaughter was poorly with tonsillitis so I looked after her. I’m hoping for a more on-plan week starting with appointments for hair colour and nails tomorrow … and perhaps some soup-making.
After the wettest February on record, we awoke this morning to no rain and sunlight flooding the bedroom – curious since we sleep at the front of the house which is north facing but I’d left the door to the spare room open and the sun was streaming through the fanlight over our door. What a lovely way to welcome in a new month…even if it’s unlikely to last!