Another Week Begins...

Never underestimate the power of a Princess and the Pea bed with electric blanket, duck feather mattress topper and 15tog down duvet to give you a good night's sleep - it was gone 8.00am this morning when we thought about getting up and I don't think that would have happened if Andreas hadn't had the builders round at his house.  

Mornings are fab once the kitties have been sorted out: fed, watered and litter trays cleaned, because then they go to John for a cuddle.  I know that the whole idea of having two cats was so that we each had one to warm our laps on a cold winter's evening but even as I type they are both firmly snuggled up on John's lap and I have to make do with the laptop - such is life!!

Talking of the laptop one of John's first jobs after sorting the kitties is to check the emails - usually he tells me that nobody loves us but today we had an email from Sally Allan (we named Chivers after her cat Chivers who sadly passed away earlier this year).  It might have been a little while coming but it was lovely to hear from her with all the news of husband Tom and children Freddie and Molly, dog Buddy and cat Bruno.  We used to live next door but one to each other and round the corner from Frank and Cheryl and BC (before children) we all enjoyed some legendary parties and really classic weekends away which included Cornwall in a cottage and camping in Weymouth and Charmouth.  AC our activities together continued but were centred more on socialising in each other's houses so that the children were included.  To Freddy and Molly I was the shoe-fairy as I used my Mum's discount card to get them proper school shoes although I always struggled with the fact that boy's shoes nowadays have velcro and not laces (how are kids ever going to learn how to tie a bow?).

The job which John tackled today was to finish off his bird defences.  Having filled the tiles with wire (which the birds tried to pull out) he decided to fill the gaps with spray expanding foam which needed the excess trimming off and then, because the foam was bright yellow, John decided to spray what could be seen black.  The finished job can be seen on the right - lets hope the little buggers keep out now - we will probably find that they peck out all the black foam and stick it in their nests!

Whilst John was tackling the roof I decided to tackle the ironing.  Even a chore like ironing can seem so much better when you can do it when you want to do it and also do it with the sun shining in through the window even in November.  John will be so pleased to be able to put on freshly ironed clothes rather than looking like he has slept in them!  I did everything so I now have an empty basket until the next time!

After a conversation with Mum on Friday I realised that I had a pair of hard soled slipper socks lurking somewhere in the house so I took some time out, threw everything out of the wardrobe, and eventually found them.  I know they are only Primani but they are just the thing for keeping your feet warm and running across the buildings.  My poor old white TOWIE ones have just about had it as I have nearly worn the soles through and they were never really meant for wearing outside.

The weather continues to be fine and bright and warm until about 3.00pm and so before going down into town to do some food shopping I took the opportunity to sit outside and catch some rays.  We were only saying this morning that it is so lovely to be able to have the doors wide open in the morning - makes it so much easier now that the kitties like to go outside and play, and that they take themselves out and come back in when they are ready.

Our trip to Polis food shopping was a bit fraught as we got all the way down before realising that we hadn't picked up any money so poor John had to go back to Droushia to fetch it.  We did our normal run to GBs, Chillies, Orphanides and Paps but rang the changes by throwing in a little visit to the drinks shop to pick up a bottle of vintage Offley port ready for Christmas.

Unpacking the food is a nightmare as we now have to pass the C and MM quality control sniff test.  They only get dried biscuits so I guess the smell of something different is too much for them to ignore.

Off to Limassol tomorrow with the craft group - real shops what a treat!!!