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Advent is here! Yay!

That means that is officially Christmas. No. Wait. What?

By the standards of some people we have been posivitely lackadaisical when it comes to getting up our Christmas decorations, I mean, it’s the 2nd December. I know some people who have had them up for a month already.

Lashes made a start on our decorations today. Off I went to a Christmas fair and an event put on by the council celebrating Christmas by the sea. By the time I got back there was a hoofing great Christmas tree in the reception area of Boofuls Towers Lodging Emporium, half decorated and with various bits of tinsel, baubles, beads and innumerable other items of Christmas paraphernalia littered all over the floor, the stairs, the landing, the dining room and the living room. Obviously having got bored with the job half way through, it is still all over the place. She left the reception lights left on as well so all and sundry can admire the glittery detritus and half decorated tree through our humongously large glass doors and floor to ceiling windows. Basically, the front wall is made of glass. Good advert, eh?

Moving on to the dining room, that is in a state of total disarray due to the fact that we are having a new carpet put in there next week and I decided that all the woodwork needed a good coat of fresh paint before the new carpet went down. Boofuls and Lashes got to work moving out all the furniture and pulling back the old, disgusting carpet. Not that that room is big or anything but it was as cheap to buy a whole roll of carpet as it was to get it cut to the room size, so we decided to do the stairs and landing with the offcuts.

Those of you who know me or are have read the blog a few times might have noticed something odd.

What’s that? I can hear you saying. That, dear reader, is the fact that I have allowed another person to get involved in the decorating of the Christmas tree and other decorations. Unbloodyheardof. Lashes had to wait till I went out to make a start without my getting in the way and trying to muscle in on the job.

Why’s that then?

Convalescing, that’s what.

On the one hand, having a major operation in November is brilliant as I have all winter to get back to full strength.  On the negative side, it’s Christmas!  So much to do. So many parties to go to. So much Christmas shopping to do. So much decorating and renovating to do.

God, it’s hard handing it over to other people. It’s just not in my nature to let other people do all the work. If I wasn’t so exhausted I’d put up a hell of a fight. As it is, I just look at it all and go “That’s my job….I’ll just have a little snooze.”

It’ll all be worth it in the end. In the meantime, I have to take a back seat and let the other get on with it all.

Right, I’m going to sign off now, time for another little snooze. With a bit of luck all will be decorated and tidied up by the time I wake up.


Spruce it up

It’s felt a little bit spring like this last couple of days. I know that that sounds ridiculous since it’s the only second week of January but  there has definitely been a hint of spring in the air.

Well, we all know what spring does. It makes one want to spruce everything up and give it a fresh new look. As I type I have a big tub of champagne coloured paint waiting to be slapped onto my bedroom wall.  It’ll match the gawjuss sparkly paper I put on last year and make it positively glow, it’s going to be be beautiful when it’s done.

Once that’s been done the next job will be to jet wash the patio. That’s a massive job as it’s the length of the house and the  two barns, getting wider as it goes along. Still, it’s an easy job that doesn’t require much in the way of brain power. That’ll suit me down to the ground at the moment. Hahaaa ‘down to the ground’ geddit?

Heckling  from the gallery?  What’s that? “Don’t give up your day job!”


I’ll get me coat *slinks out*

We’re also waiting for a builder to turn up *sigh* to replace a couple of dozen slates on the workshop roof. After that we’ll drop a couple of tons of gravel onto the track, get a gardener to do the heavy duty garden tidying and Bob’s  yer uncle.  A nicely spruced up house all ready to greet a new spring.

Isn’t it funny how just a bit of sunshine can give you a whole new perspective on life? It’s only yesterday it was all gloom and doom.

So tell me again why I thought that was a good idea

So.   Sometime  after 6pm last night when there wasn’t so much as a rumble or a sniff of an earthquake I cautiously crawled out from under our our makeshift ‘end of the world’ shelter aka the dining room table, keeping out a wary eye  out for the horsemen of the apocalypse or the self styled prophet who predicted all this nonsense and who seems to have gone into hiding away from all the ‘I told you so’s.’

In fairness, it is highly likely that there could have been a sniff due to yet another volcano erupting in iceland. It didn’t half pong round here for a few days after the last one. Just think though, if we had been able to smell that unmistakeable sulphur smell, that would have really scared the hell out of us.

God would  have laughed, given himself a high five and shouted,  ‘Ha. Result!

Might have made the neighbours look at us a bit funny, you know, us on our knees begging for mercy.  “It’s only a volcano in Iceland, love. Calm down.”  Bet it made the Icelandic folk a bit twitchy for a while though.

Since we’re all still here I decided it was best to crack on with the decorating. It’s a good job you weren’t here earlier, the language was appalling. Suffice to say it didn’t go to plan today and after putting up only three bits of wallpaper, mind you one of those was the tricky round the window,  I cheerfully gave up when Boofuls waved the offer of dinner at our new favourite restaurant in my direction.

Mmmmmmmm. Chicken gyros. It transported me straight back to Lesvos where we’ve spent many a happy holiday. So much better than getting covered in wallpaper paste and constantly dropping my glasses, losing the scissors and standing on the paper when I’m climbing up the stepladder with it.

The desperate need for a pair of half moon glasses has been well and truly brought home to me while I’ve been wallpapering. I can’t see to trim it or line it up correctly without my specs but I can’t see anything further than 18 inches away with them. Very frustrating, they’ve been on and off like a………a………..tsk. I can’t think of anything that isn’t too disgusting even for me to say. You get the idea.

Hopefully it will all go a bit more smoothly tomorrow.

Busy old weekend

So, the holiday planning isn’t exactly going as we thought. Airspace over half of Europe has been closed again. It makes me a bit nervous about going away anywhere that might involve an aeroplane  especially sine we have a wedding booked for the end of this month. I’d only be fretting the whole time we were away in case we couldn’t get back for it.

The canal boat hire is looking more attractive by the minute.

Why don’t we wait till after he end of the month to go away then?  Well, a monster job is on the horizon for B at work and that will take up most of June so then we’ll be into July……and so it goes on, always something to prevent us going away. Sigh.

Now that we’ve found a house we want to buy I have set to our house in a bid to make it more attractive to the hordes of viewers we are going to get now we’ve put it with a new agent.  Yesterday I painted the ceiling in the hallway to cover up the bare plaster that was left when the builders finished. I say finished, they never did come back in the end to put the job right. I’ve given up on them now.

I hate painting ceilings, the paint doesn’t seem to know it’s supposed to defy gravity and jump onto the ceiling so it runs up my arm and down my side instead. It’s a horrible neck breaking, crappy job.

After painting the ceiling I did all the walls just to freshen them up a bit, it’s amazing how quickly it gets grubby and tired looking.

Next job was the utility room. Indulging in a bit of alchemy by mixing together 3 shades of paint, white, soft yellow and sage green, I came up with a luverley shade of hospital ward green. When I first put it on the wall it looked gruesome against the colour that was already on, taking on a sickly yellowy grey hue. Luckily I persevered with it because it looks really nice now it’s all done.

During the course of the day I got paint EVERYWHERE. Admittedly I did mix the hospital green with my hand  but that doesn’t explain how I got it all over my face, hair, arms, floor, door frames, umpteen cleaning cloths and just about everywhere else. The cleaning up job is bigger than the painting job.

Once all the painting had been finished a nice long shower was in order. before my shower I spent a long time scrubbing as much paint off my body as possible. Even I was a bit surprised to find I’d managed to get paint all over my stomach, how the hell did that happen?

A good shower had me feeling much fresher after the hard work of the day. As I turned the shower off I reached round to get my towel – and dropped it straight into the still full of water shower tray. DAGNABBIT!!   Have you ever tried to get dried on a towel that’s dripping wet? It’s not easy, I can tell you. A quick dash downstairs to get a fresh towel ended up a bit pointless, I’d air dried by the time I got there, scared the cats a bit as well, I think!