Three more sleeps…
We were interrupted during Popmaster this morning, the first we’ve listened to live this week by Bad Neil arriving. He came in for two cups of tea and 90 minutes of chatting – I guess we won’t get to do that on Saturday morning so it was probably nice to do it today instead 😉 He had come to arrange the venison processing tomorrow, which means no houseplot digging obviously.
He left, we had a fairly hurried lunch and then I went down to the village for two meetings and some ranting. Meeting one was fine and straightforward, meeting two I was possibly rather strident at, I then did some ranting and have since had validation that I was correct to be pissed off and ranting so that’s good. Then round to Fliss’ for tea, cake, knitting and chatter. Much more relaxing 🙂
Meanwhile Ady did the laundry and moved the gold car back from where it had been moved to which was another cause of consternation earlier in the week so was good to have sorted out.
Hmm, another short and rather boring blogpost. At least they are regular I suppose.