Sitting here now at my computer I have completely run out of ideas. What can I possibly say about this weekend that is even remotely interesting or amusing?
Well, nothing. It really wasn’t that interesting a weekend. C and her beau came up on Friday to share their good and bad news.
The bed news was that he had been finished at his temporary job.
The good news was that he’d found another job, 10 times better!! Yay!!
If only we could do the same for N who’s drifting along on temp jobs with a week here and a few days there. Poor lad just can’t seem to get himself sorted out at the moment since chef jobs are a bit thin on the ground round here while pubs and restaurants are shutting down left, right and centre.
So, Friday night I introduced the world to the concept of meat crumble for tea. “Is that the same as Friday pie?” C asked with a suspicious tone to her voice. “No, it’s a proper recipe, like apple crumble but without sugar and apples, obviously.” C decided she wasn’t hungry and declined my offer of meat crumble. Boofuls and B though both gave it a go. Boofuls because he had no real choice, take it or leave it mate, and B because he was being polite.
I think they were both pleasantly surprised. I thought it was quite tasty. ‘Specially with a glass of very nice shiraz. I should have read the label before drinking it though. The presence of oak in it was signalled by the almost instant change of colour in my face from a nice English peaches and cream to a vivid beetroot red after tasting it. “Oh well, I thought, ‘the damage is done now, I might as well carry on with it.’ I had two glasses and amazingly didn’t get a full blown migraine, apart from a few stabbing pains behind my left eye I got off scot free.
Saturday was no more exciting, Once again C and B came to visit, by pure coincidence it happened to be about tea time when they arrived (oh really?). I’d spent half the afternoon building a set for baby E to have some photos in but she really didn’t want to oblige so that was a waste of an afternoon. Never mind. We decided to treat ourselves to a Chinese take away, Mmmmmmm. Boofuls had his normal sweet and sour chicken, the rest of us had a variety of items to pick at. The only thing that didn’t get devoured was the prawn crackers. What a pointless item they are, they always end up in the bin. Even the hens wouldn’t eat them.
As for yesterday we had a 98% rain free day for the first time in over a month!!! Woohoo!! So how did we celebrate this almost rain free day? By catching up on the gardening, that’s how. Between me and Boofuls we racked up a total of eleven hours gardening. That wouldn’t be so bad if we could sit back and say it’s all done but it isn’t all done by a ling way. We could probably do the same again.
I’ve been getting a bit wobbly again at the thought of moving away from here. As a place to live it really doesn’t get much nice than here. However, the thought of having a nice garden that we could get pristine in a couple of hours is quite and attractive proposition when you can’t stand upright after hours of weeding and you’re tingling from fingertip to shoulder because of all the stings from nettles and scratches from roses.
Right, now it’s time to get on with some work. I’ll be back later when I’ve something interesting to tell you.