I did put 'update my blog' on my to-do list a couple of times, but.... time passes...
Luckily I can use my daily scribbles to work out what has been going on;
Ah, yes, Friday 3rd June - had morning coffee in their garden with nearby friends. That was lovely and peaceful, apart from when a tray of cups and cafetiere slowly slid off the little table. But we were outside - so no need to worry about carpets, and nothing broke. Although my husband, who tried to save the situation with his foot had to withdraw when his sock filled up with hot coffee.
Saturday was a 'ziffit' day - they had a special offer for the jubilee weekend, I discovered. If we could find £10 worth of books they would add a whole £5. Of such small treats are many little happinesses born. We scoured the house and managed the minimum £10 to secure the bonus, and 5kg to have a courier collect the parcels. The ziffit rejects have all gone to the British Heart Foundation. That's 2 boxes and five bags of books OUT OF THE HOUSE!
The God will not be seen.
Unless the ear catch fire,
The God will not be heard.
Unless the tongue catch fire,
The God will not be named.
Unless the heart catch fire,
The God will not be loved.
Unless the mind catch fire,
The God will not be known.
Wednesday we did nothing. It rained on and off most of the day, the water coming down like stair rods (remember those), bouncing off the pavement and pooling in puddles everywhere in the garden.