Oot and aboot.
Friday night, we both skived choir and went to see The Lancashire Hotpots with a load of my work colleagues instead. Over an hour of waistcoaty, flat cappy goodness! Before their encore, they changed into white waistcoats and flat caps with spangles. I need to get me one of those.
We spent Saturday clearing out the back of the house ahead of the impending building work, moving its contents either into the shed, the spare room, or wherever we could fit things. It's chaos and I hate chaos. Ugh.
In the evening, we played an open air concert in Walkden Gardens. There was tea and cake, picnicking persons, and Pimms. After the sun went down it was a tad chilly, but the rain held off, and that was the main thing. Hurrah!
This morning, I was a-clarinetting and a-singing (altho not at the same time, that'd be foolish) and now I'm stuck in the house waiting for an electrician to come and give me a quote for putting electrics at the back of the house. *twiddles thumbs*
We spent Saturday clearing out the back of the house ahead of the impending building work, moving its contents either into the shed, the spare room, or wherever we could fit things. It's chaos and I hate chaos. Ugh.
In the evening, we played an open air concert in Walkden Gardens. There was tea and cake, picnicking persons, and Pimms. After the sun went down it was a tad chilly, but the rain held off, and that was the main thing. Hurrah!
This morning, I was a-clarinetting and a-singing (altho not at the same time, that'd be foolish) and now I'm stuck in the house waiting for an electrician to come and give me a quote for putting electrics at the back of the house. *twiddles thumbs*