Over the weekend I was terribly domesticated. but I created a little Notepad document of titles for things that I must blog. (I have the pleasure of an extended Bank Holiday - today is a day off for Queen Victoria's Birthday).
On Sunday Jimmy went off to B&Q and bought the last remaining undamaged box of Beech laminate flooring. This enabled him to laminately floor the whole front room except for a three inch strip on the hall/door side.
My other boxes are still seemingly lost in transit. Parcelforce were supposed to call me today, but haven't. (All your kind comments gratefully received).
But not to worry, they will be required when we move into the hallway (which measures 1 doorway squared) and the back room. In the meantime, there will be hell to pay.
I didn't watch Eurovision and so far have not watched BB4. I gave up last year when I realised that they were a bunch of dull egoists. When I read that this year not one is above the age of 32, and I read round the Blogosphere that they are dullards, I say "Purlease" and conclude that Big Brother has dumbed-down.
I don't need reality TV, I have your blog to read.
