Yes I know, it's Sunday. But better late than never, eh? I'll keep it short and sweet, but nonetheless grateful.
Grant and Barry (next door neighbour, friend and all round builder) for putting in my lovely new door from the sitting room to my
studio conservatory. I wanted 2 glazed doors (you know, grand entrance and all that) but had to accept the laws of maths and that only one would fit in, but they gave me 2 glazed side panels to keep me sweet. I've primed and undercoated and tomorrow I'll give it a coat of satinwood. For some strange reason Rosie likes walking in and out of the conservatory now it has a door - something she's never done before! I'm sure the novelty will wear off soon. The painting isn't as bad as it appears - the glass has got plastic stuck on it (cleverly called 'Paint 'n Peel) so when I've finished painting I can just peel back the plastic and ta-da, no sloppy paint on the glass!
Strangely, I'm grateful that my darling Rosie Mae is now as deaf as a post. Last night our neighbours across the road threw a large, noisy firework party. In the past this would have reduced poor Rosie to an inconsolable quivering heap. Not last night. She snoozed on regardless, happily dreaming of bunnies and biscuits. So just for this week and next (and maybe New Years Eve) I shall be breathing a sigh of relief that my baby-girl is stone deaf.
The half term holiday has been uneventful, but I have so enjoyed not being woken up by the alarm clock, and not having to make sandwiches, endless sandwiches for packed lunches! I have another day off tomorrow and Hope is off for another week. We're hoping to go up to London on Friday (having failed to inspire much enthusiasm from Luke I think we'll go on our own).
I nearly forgot, we won the National Lottery! I know, it's incredible, isn't it? We haven't yet decided how we're going to spend our £10 but we'll spend it on something luxurious and invest the rest. No begging letters please.
I have a new small soft toy from the charity shop to show you, but she needs a wash and scrub up first before she has her photo shoot. Poor little lady has had a hard life, but I think she'll fit in just fine in the basket on the stairs with the other rejects, I mean soft toys. There's a bunny sized gap in there with her name on it (haven't thought of a name for her yet, but you know what I mean).
My TV cup overfloweth for tonight - XFactor, Downton Abbey and Single Father. Good tv programmes are like buses - there's nothing on for weeks and then 3 come along together. With XFactor, Hope and I vote for Wagner every week, just because we love him, Matt because he's fab, and this week we're going to vote for Cher because last night she was OUTSTANDING, and has surely silenced any critics who say she can't sing. I'm predicting that Treyc could be in the bottom 2 again this week, along with Belle Amie. Don't forget, I did win the lottery this week so I could be right! (Don't put any money on it though).
Edit: Monday morning. Belle Amie have left the XFactor building. Oh look, I was right!!
Wishing you all a friendly Halloween with no silly eggs and flour stuff. Have a great week!