Julia with Peter Rabbit. She likes Christmas. I endure it. You can probably tell that from the header picture.
It’s five days since I last posted. That’s a long time between posts, but it’s cold, I’m busy and, as of two days ago, I am sneezing on a regular basis, wheezing, and feeling sorry for myself.
It happens at this time of the year.
We are about to make a decision on a new internet provider – once we get connected it may be easier to keep in touch. I say “may” because nothing is certain the the world of house moves. It’s a little like trying to read Alice in Wonderland using the reflection from a fairground mirror.
The builder has arrived. He fixed a number of things, including the porch roof. He said it wasn’t a leak, just an overflowing gutter. So he cleared the gutter. Next night it rained and the roof leaked. I’m no engineer, but even if the gutter is overflowing, there has to be a hole before the roof leaks. He’s going to find and fix the leak now.
Compared to the list of faults with our house, there isn’t much wrong with the new one, though it does seem like it when you start making lists and asking how much it will cost.
You can tell I’m poorly because the effort of writing two hundred words has made me feel exhausted. Considering that I spent the morning in bed and the afternoon sitting under a blanket drinking cold cures and complaining about daytime TV, it’s not like I’ve used a lot of energy today.
Only six words until my self-inflicted target of 250 words minimum.
Good night.
Photos are from past Decembers.
I add my good wishes for a rapidly improving health situation. I am very glad that the invisible builder turned up. That must have been a relief.
It was. We sw him this morning as we were leaving. Work almost done, bill almost ready to cause me palpitations . . .
Rest up and get better, Simon. Moving at this time of year can wear one out, for sure. Hope the leak can be found and fixed quickly.
One set of leaks fixed, one remaining a mystery. Other stuff fixed too, so it’s looking good.
Take care!
Thank you. I had another half day in be and things are on the up. 🙂
Get well well before Christmas
Thank you. I will do my best.
I hope you feel better soon. Peter is very cute.
Julia had a volunteer in the gardens who made excellent scarecrows every autumn for the local festival. Peter was one of them.
Oh Dear – It isn’t good to be poorly at Christmas time. Everybody expects you to be jolly.
They do when you have a white beard like mine. 🙂
Just don’t shave it off.
Fortunately I remember why I grew it (to save time and money) and both these things remain important to me, as I am still lazy and tight).
Yep. That’s fair enough.
🙂