Monday, 25/11/2019.
(Yes, my American friends, that is the right way round)
Just when I thought it was safe to start feeling positive…
The decorating is finished, at least until the kitchen is tackled next year. On Wednesday, barring Acts of God, the new carpet should be fitted in the living room. Everything has been paid for, and anything unexpected is covered by savings. I am hopefully approaching the end of my awful cold, and although Ollie’s fur continues to refuse to grow back, at least he has no sores or itches.
Could all finally be well, in the world of Beetley?
You guessed it. Not a chance.
After a load of washing finished at lunchtime, I went to the machine to get it out. My usual routine is to sort out what can go into the tumble drier, and after that is loaded, I hang up what cannot be…
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