Well it is Friday….

Which is my excuse for already being on the last glass of a bottle of wine, which the wrong side of dinner doesn’t make for the most lucid, well typed or inoffensive of posts really! 😆 But the breadmaker is playing up and didn’t mix the dough for the garlic bread properly so dinner is all delayed, hence the premature drunkeness. I imagine the carb fest of lasagne and garlic bread to come very soon will send me into a coma and that will be the end of me tonight! 😆

I’ve noticed I’m using lots of exclamation marks lately, apologies to anyone that irritates.

We’ve had an unusually prompt day here today. I had a list of things I needed to do before he headed over Ali’s way including going to the post office to send two parcels, drop Em’s left behind tupperware at Lucy’s. So I was ultra efficient and out of the house before 10am. But there was no queue at the post office and it was a super speedy drop off of plastic containers at Lucy’s with a brief gloat about my luverly DMs and then we were on our way to Lewes. Where we arrived a full half hour before the ‘usual’ time. And actually from prior experience even arriving dead on time can be foolish – which is fine cos I never normally manage it. (would have put an ex. mark there but managed to avoid it :lol:)

So we drove round Lewes for a bit, I had a vague plan to stop at a supermarket for chocolate and crisp offerings but the only supermarket we came across had no free parking – and I’m buggered if my frugal lifetstyle extends to spending a tenner at Waitrose to get free parking 🙄 so we drove into the town centre via the crazily narrow streets and then back again. We drove to the local shop where I got the required chocolate and crisps and then to Ali’s where we were still nearly ten minutes early.

The children were particularly entranced by the neighbourhood cat, Delilah (and yes, Ali and I couldn’t resist a ‘why?’ ‘why?’ ‘why?’ comedy moment in relation to her) but we were still ringing the doorbell probably a full seven minutes early. Freya did stirling work in shouting out the front window to us that ‘MY MUMMY IS IN THE SHOWER AND SHE CANNOT LET YOU IN!’ (justified E M I felt there?) to which we were fully prepared to sit on the door step and await Ali’s availability entertained by the lovely Delilah. But no, Ali let us in anyway in steamed up glasses and damp patches on clothing.

We had a lovely few hours there with the children variously eating, playing X box, playing with stickers and magic sand, putting on ‘lipshine’, the Gears!Gears!Gears! (E M’s courtesy of their marketing, not me) and generally enjoying each others’ company and getting on with it. Ali and I did lots of chatting, and of course I wafted my vibes around and she got a call offering work just before I left. 🙂

And I’m sure there’s loads more than that, but frankly I’ve had too much to drink to remember it!