Up at 7.00am. Felt quite chuffed about that for most of the day. If I'd wanted to I could have dialled in for the morning meeting. Sophie was heading off to London to meet up with Jimmy and a major shopping expedition. My tasks for the day were:
1) book two delivery slots with Ocado over Christmas. That took an inordinate amount of time. It's not easy this housework stuff.
2) Keep plumbers supplied with tea
3) organise lunch for Bob and his friend Will. Delicious sausage rolls and baked beans.
4) Avoid getting trapped for an hour listening to Jude the builder.
5) Shift a mammoth load of soil from the greenhouse. WHO has nicked my cool gloves? Couldn't find them and now I have blisters. Pants.
6) Take chain saw in for a service. The receptionist starts laughing at me. " Sorry mate. Don't see many 911's here ". Woteva.
Took Lottie and Bob for a John Adams lesson. Havn't felt so happy for a long time. Was just bliss sitting there watching Bob bantering with John and flying over some great jumps. And then Lottie cruising round on Gully. Videoed her actually. That might find its way onto Youtube aswell.
Best news is that Nic didn't have a heart attack. His heart is strong strong apparently, but he had suffered a torn aorta. Major operation last night and I gather he is stable and doing well.
So now I'd better get on. Supper to make before Soph and Jim get back and reveal the full of horror of their shopping spree.
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