Geoffrey has a grumpy face on...he doesn't like the rain. He's found one of the packing boxes in the dining room and has made himself a nest in there.
I had thought of going up to Lancashire to see my man this weekend...just as well he's busy and said not to bother. Last time I went up I had to drive back in torrential rain between Birmingham and Bristol. I wasn't fun I can tell you.
I'm sitting here watching all the soggy mums fetching their children from school. Oh how glad I am that those days are over for me. It is chucking it down again. Fortunately it was ok when I did the supermarket run. I bought the makings for sausages with mash, cabbage, carrots and onion gravy. I shall do loads of veg so tomorrow will be bubble and squeak with fried egg and beans.
Matt will be going back either Sunday or Monday then I will be all on my lonesome again. Let's hope the council letter arrives soon so I can get on and sort out the move. There was no post today so ifnothing arrives tomorrow it will be next week.
It's so bloody frustrating.
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