(12-12-2024, 05:55 PM)popeye333 Wrote: Happy news... lol
David phoned from Colleens room. they wanted me at the family / rest home wide Christmas dinner.. They spoke to the boss and Im going. Davids, Cam is footing the bill..
I explained I was busy with the garage sale prep etc., they pointed out I am Family and this way they know I Will stop for lunch. They know me well lol.
So I've done a bit more in the garage. Will get up earlyish in the morning and get the car out, and put the tables up then I can lay the stuff out later.
I suspect Colleen told David she thought I should be there. She considers me as a Daughter too. So they were going to redo the table layout to fit me in.
Ill go up slightly earlier in hope of getting a carpark. Handy having my parking permit.
Passed the House inspection. I do feel bad at lying to Eden, but I have to stick to it now. Ill tell them when I leave.
Also found out Maureen's house is up for Auction on the 19th if not sold prior. Hope we get a nice family that fits in.
Will Not be Parking on the front lawn now that we have had rain. I dont want to get stuck like my friend did a couple of years ago lol.. hence not having it out tonight.. one night is enough.
well done Furry one.. you will need to run more to slim back down again lol
That's lovely Popeye, hope your Xmas dinner goes well.
I like the St Andrews one, Jan.
(13-12-2024, 08:14 AM)Oh_hunnihunni Wrote: Yes KM, remembering my darling turning up after a road trip with his hand behind his back and a certain half gleeful half shamed grin on his face always makes me smile. He could never resist following a hare if one crossed before him, be it road kill or .22. Hare in red wine was his second favourite dish, his favourite - and mine - was a slow roasted pheasant. I am not convinced though it was all about the taste, he relished the feathers to add to his fly tying stash.
We have some village excitement starting today. A rather lovely young man in hi vis gear banged on my door yesterday afternoon to organise a clear space for a big bin, he is about to start gutting the fire damaged unit, which is great news. Aside from the fact that desolation is an unpleasant reminder of a tragedy it means we will be getting a new neighbour, and someone desperately in need will be getting a safe haven. Then, as these things go, hard on those heels we have another elderly tenant who has a space coming up with the Little Sisters of the Poor, whose rest home is a very desirable target for the local aging Catholic congregation. Apparently, it is several steps above the other offerings - blessed by past Bishops lol. So, two spaces to be filled, hopefully with folk who are happy to live in a village setting - we seem just lately to have gained rather too many of the hermit variety. A village needs community minded people. And a couple more gardening souls would really help share the load, lol. I shall put in my order when I see the community manager, if and when.
Meanwhile, the lovely young man in hi vis has given us permission to toss a few unwanted items in his bin, so I am hoping my hoarder neighbour gets a little enthusiastic about the opportunity. We shall see! Things happening in this quiet place always makes life more interesting...
Then here's hoping you get some nice - & sociable - new neighbours.
in order to be old & wise, you must first be young & stupid. (I'm still working on that.)