It's another Monday

So...another weekend has come and then gone again in the blink of an eye.

We got up to high jinks with the Boy...well as high as jinks with the Boy can get, which in terms of height isn't very high at all!! 

On Saturday, sunny, sunny Saturday , we went to a nearby stately home where we found  to the Boy's delight and our considerable surprise, a gathering of Rolls Royce cars. A Rumble of Rolls Royce cars? A Retinue? A Refinement? Whatever it is called,  there they were , resplendent in their Rolls Royceness. Old ones, new ones, shiny ones, ones which looked as if they felt that sitting (?) on the grass, albeit the grass of a stately home, was undignified and those which looked very much at home. Their owners hovered closely, monitoring the hoi polloi to make sure that we did not smudge the chrome...or key the pristine paintwork.

Jboy and M patrolled the many, many rows of parked cars which after a while all looked the same to such as myself. Unable to contain my joy and excitement in the face of so much car-shaped visual feasting, I repaired to the tea room, where I did some actual feasting on the largest scone I ever did see. I was soon joined by Jboy and M.

Refreshments partaken, we resumed our inspection of the cars. They hadn't changed much in the 46 minutes or so since our last inspection, funnily enough.

When even Jboy had had enough, we trudged back to the car, returned home and watched Shaun the sheep! If he could, I am sure Jboy would have declared the day to be a huge success.

How could we hope to compete with such excitement on Sunday? By visiting one of our favourite garden centres, of course!!! A garden centre, replete with wind chimes, whirly wind sculptures, two delightful eateries, water features AND an aquatic section with a particularly large fish that I am almost sure recognises us because he swims up close every time we visit and observes us with his beady fishy eye.  Once Jboy and Percy (the fish in question)had finished communing, we once again returned home to Shaun the Sheep.

Today, Monday, I have met with lovely chums, paid bills, received a grocery delivery, prepared potatoes and generally had a relaxing day.


Marvellous.

Now, M is home, the Boy has just woken from his post MMDC nap, the potatoes have baked to perfection and the PIP people have sent me a letter, saying that they are considering the Boy's eligibility for continued financial support which is better than an outright 'NO' (grateful for small mercies etc)...

On that note, I shall away.....

The End