This morning was all about the firewood. Mostly in the hail. Which really hurts when it whips you against the cheek, or the bit of upper leg which is exposed from your ripped leg jeans. Â Ady and I just kept yelling to each other ‘Good to be ALIVE!!!!’ over the sound of the hail though which made us both laugh and passed the time a little more easily. A full wood store once more with wood for the rest of this week at least.
Then in for lunch – I had made soup last night, along with bread dough so had shoved rolls in the oven and the soup on to reheat inbetween wood chopping. We watched some Junior Masterchef while eating, it is good sport to take the piss out of the kids on it and never fails to entertain all four of us. Yes, we are mean.
Then I headed down to the village for Crafternoon at Fliss’. Ali and Deb joined us for knitting, crochet, tea and chat. It was nice but as Deb is the teacher and Fliss and Ali the parents of the only two kids in the school it was a little school heavy which always makes me itch. Also Deb is lovely but is just so bloody nice all the sodding time which also makes me feel a bit tourettes and want to spontaneously shout bad words for no reason. I suspect I am losing what social decorum I ever did possess (not much). Ah well!
We all left there just after 5pm, Ali and I walked to the shop together and then I headed home. I didn’t need a torch until I hit the croft but it was bitterly cold and I took ages to get warm again.
This evening has been watching Turbo (white shadow!) and lots of email catching up.