Guess who’s back? Back again… After only 2 nights, Grandma decided that she missed us just too much and has arrived to spend another long weekend in the bosom of her grandkids.
Before she arrived Steph and I were hard at work trying to finish the working week (and indeed working month) on a high. A quiet house with the kids with their grandparents should have done been conducive to that but it never seems to quite work out. But it’s the bank holiday weekend now so time to enjoy some special family time.
Right a quick fire Friday night top 5:
1. You will be delighted to hear I’ve finally had a wash. Connecting my showers to my runs is a dangerous game as if I don’t then run for a couple of days, the smell starts to get a little pungent. I found a lunchtime slot to sneak in a cheeky 6k albeit right in the middle of a rain shower. Perhaps I didn’t need that shower when I got home. But that’s 31 of my 40 runs completed and I’m on track to complete my GNR challenge, which I’m really chuffed about. I just wish the weather would brighten up as surely running in August should all be about hydration rather than how best to dry off before I step back into the house! ☔️
2. The kids have been at Grandma and Grandad’s house today but in an unusual turn of events, Grandad was in charge. Now I didn’t know this but I have every confidence in my father in law. Perhaps that was misplaced however. Steph arrived to pick them up and found M running around in just his vest and a t-shirt. Her dad said all was fine but he just couldn’t understand why we use nappy pants on the little man. When Steph queried this, her dad explained that he knew he needed to change a messy nappy but just couldn’t pull them down without making a mess everywhere. No need to tell me about the risk of poo spreading! Anyway, Steph politely explained that you are meant to rip the sides to take a dirty nappy off, hence why it is called a pull up rather than a pull down! He’ll know for next time bless him! 🤦🏼♂️
3. Further information was obtained about the kids and what they had been up to. They are a good lunch of sandwiches and crisps but M apparently wasn’t that keen on his sandwich. E had a cheese one so we assumed her brother got the same. That was the plan apparently until E piped up that he really enjoyed blueberry sandwiches. Now her practical jokes aren’t that obvious and so she was taken at face value. The poor boy didn’t get a cheese sandwich (which he would have wolfed down) and instead had some blueberries wedged between two slices of bread! He’ll know for next time bless him! 🥪
4. After my smashing trip to the top of the street last night to take the recycling out, my lovely neighbour brought our bin back today. So far, so normal but weirdly there were two green glass boxes inside. Now my regular readers will recall that I had an issue with my box earlier in lockdown when it disappeared and I had to order a new one. Well, lo and behold it is back. Has it been in self isolation? Did it go to Spain and then get stuck in quarantine when it got back? And what do I do with 2 boxes?!! In the short term I’m just seeing it as a challenge to get through the bank holiday building up a healthy supply of empty wine and beer bottles. Watch this space!! 🍷
5. The big shed construction is meant to be taking place this weekend but there’s only one small problem. The shed hasn’t arrived. I mean how can this happen? We’ve spent the whole of lockdown ordering a million things online and they seem to come really quickly. The amazon delivery driver seems to be in the street every day and in my experience most things have been arriving dead on time, or possibly even early. But never late. Except now. I have my stand ready, my helpers on hand but nothing to build. The van broke down apparently so we have been “upgraded” to a Saturday morning slot. I’m not sure how you can be upgraded to a later day than the one you were promised but it is what it is and I’m just hoping it arrives early tomorrow so we can get on with the building challenge. Hopefully I’ll have a photo for you in tomorrow’s diary entry. 🚛

































































