- It’s our wedding anniversary (yay). Cameron is in Houston (boo). They forgot to put his case on the plane (boo) but he was expecting to get it back yesterday (yay).
- I’m taking the girls on holiday tomorrow (yay). I haven’t packed yet (boo) but I have made mental lists (yay) and done lots of washing (enough).
- We went into town in the sunshine yesterday. Bus woes to follow in a long whingy post but we had a lovely time: the Cheshire Regiment had stands set up in front of the library – some promo thingy, I don’t know what – and a band. Not a normal military brassy marchy band, but more like a wedding one. Angels, Everybody Needs Somebody, Mustang Sally, that sort of thing. Maggie and her friend Gwen danced and danced in the sunshine, in the middle of town, in front of something like 100 people! So sweet: I wished I had my camera. (I’ll be rather less keen on her dancing with soldiers in 15 years’ time!)
- Then she was an utter horror in Starbucks. Let this be my public apology to the people trying to have a lovely quiet coffee at the next table.
- Today it is raining again. Of course it is. I haven’t visited my allotment for weeks, it’s always bloody raining. (I must go tomorrow, I need to pick beans to take on holiday. Beans like to see the sights.)
- My granny’s transfer from hospital to care home did not go well. Fingers crossed she settles in soon as my dad has quite enough on his plate.
- Tamsin has three new teeth: one a day Thursday-Friday-Saturday. It was not fun.
- Shelob is in my bath and I don’t quite know what to do about her.  I am toying with asking my next-door neighbour to come and deal, except I would have to explain to Maggie why I haven’t done it myself and I have tried so hard not to make her scared of spiders too. But I cannot cannot go in there and pick it up; even typing that sentence made me shudder. Anybody brave passing through Chester in the next few hours before bathtime?
- Does anyone know where I’ve put my sellotape?
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September 5th, 2007 11:43
Happy Wedding Anniversary… hope you have a nice holiday with the girls…xx
September 5th, 2007 11:44
PS…. A hoover is quite a good option for Sp***rs….suck it up with the tube attachment thingy… but if it’s massive, get someone else in….good job you’ve got a downstairs loo!
September 5th, 2007 13:26
A glass and a piece of card usually do the trick and you don’t need to touch them! But even Duncan won’t do that and leaves spider duty to me! So you’re not the only one!
September 5th, 2007 15:04
Sp***ers in our house wear hobnail boots and carry baseball bats. I advise Michael that we have a ‘visitor’ and he then asks me what I want *him* to do about it. We are as wimpy as each other. I agree with Caz, the hoover is the way Michael deals with them. I never deal with them….
Happy Anniversary to youuuu xx
September 5th, 2007 15:23
The hoover is definitely the way to go. Glass and a piece of card involves getting FAR to close.
My wonderful moggies had killed one for me this morning. Unfortunately they did not eat it like they have done before so I still had to move the remains, that was bad enough.