……… then look away now.

Have had a number of disappointments re potential visits from Sue and Vic as we daren’t risk her health and G keeps picking up bugs from his family. However, ‘tis nice that they have been able to join us this week; particularly as today was our 29th wedding anniversary – we had hoped that Kevin Too would be able to join us too but, he too, started with the snuffles and – she is going to kill me for this – we all have to be really careful not to compromise the health of a lady we love and cherish so much and who is doing so well on her final stages to recovery; we will not risk her recovery.

In the meantime we have been off a gallivanting and a visiting. 4 years out of the country means loads more catching up.

I also have to admit to turning into a first class anorak re the little train that runs up and down between Marlow and Bourne End; beeps at each approach to each crossing and starts at 05.50 in the mornings. Having got up to take Mr B out for a pee – and therefore being wide awake – I often inform G that the 0610 is 3 minutes late. I don’t understand why he shows no interest in the matter; nor does he show any interest in the number of the passengers on each train which has become a matter of great importance to me – they are frequently completely empty.

After walking the dogs I was given a day off from cooking so I cleaned Vic’s boots – not totally to his satisfaction; but beggars can’t be choosers, so he firtled under the bed and tried to look busy

Penny’s eyes continue to stalk Daisy’s every movement and Daisy’s every existence; she cannot comprehend something that is soooo far out of her control. We never need to ‘find’ the cat anymore; we just follow Penny’s eyes.

We had lunch with George and Carole; stayed with my dear friends Wendy and John, lunched with my gorgeous Helen and Chris and my incredible workmate and post people Sally and Pete. Slept with 8 greyhounds and discovered that their Mum {Sarah the pirate} can, actually, cook – Sarah is now stuffed; off the helm Sarah, you are now on the cooking rota next visit.

Had some snow and Mr B just wants to be out there eating it bless him

Now for the shocker! Sometimes – when you share a space – the laundry gets a bit mixed up. Sue quickly realised that these were not her pants.