So, there I was doing my usual Sunday morning chore of sorting out the week's paperwork when I became aware that the MOT on the car had run out in August. They used to send out reminders, obviously no longer. Haha, the trip to Gatwick and back we were driving illegally - oops! £300 later and we were legal again with a new set of rear brakes to boot. Absolutely amazing, you press the brake pedal and the car now stops. Modern technology eh?
Last Saturday had a bit of a bonfire in the incinerator, burning the garden trimmings. Thought it was about time to chop back our version of the rain forest. Spent the evening with a few beers, feeding the flames. Cleared quite a bit of the stuff that had accumulated over the past monts. Left the fire to dye out. The following Monday, after work, cleared up some more stuff and placed it in the incinerator ready for the next burn up and went inside to watch a bit of telly before tea. Just got settled when Mum called me into the kitchen to look at the garden which was smothered in smoke - you couldn't see the shed. Surprisingly there must have been enough heat left in the ashes, after two days, to set the thing off again. Bet the neighbours were fuming! (Pun intended)
Hannah's birthday on Tuesday. Mum and Han went to Steet for a touch of retail therapy, then in the evening we all, Matt included, went down to the Winch for a meal and a couple of drinks. Very pleasant it was too. Mum had gammon (how strange), I had lamb (how strange), Matt had a burger and Han had fish and chips which she couldn't finish without help (how strange). I did take a couple of iPad photos of Hannah opening presents and Matt pulling faces but I haven't figured out yet how to put them into the blog. I suspect it is dead easy and I am just being a oaf.
On Wednesday Mum took a bit of a tumble on her way back from aerobics. Twisted her ankle after tripping into a pot hole in Church Road, and fell flat on her face. Of course it had to be her bad ankle that got twisted (ouch) badly bruised and grazed her knee on the other leg. See, physical exercise is dangerous! She is however, all OK, and the swelling is going down and No, we didn't let her have a day off work!!
We have persuaded the girls in the shop to work one Saturday a month so that myself and Nev can have a couple of days off. So this Saturday Mum, Han and myself popped over to see Grandad. He looks fine physically but is getting very frail. His memory, well as you know he hasn't got one to cover the short-term. He seemed genuinely surprised when we told him he had retired from the army years ago. Poor old feller, I don't think any of us realise what it must be like to live in such a confusing fog. Its a shame the nursing home is so far away, but it was a nice day with sunshine all the way and so made for a pleasant day out. Far better than being sat in-front of the box.
This next bit I guess I should have put at the beginning but hey, what the hell!! The reason for starting this blog was an attempt to keep Becca up to speed with things at home whilst she is away spending 10 months in the Peruvian jungle. So for any other visitors who have plodded through the above I would like to say welcome and sorry if you were expecting something other than what is basically a diary of a normal(?) family at home.
I think I have discovered how to insert photos so rather than mess up this edition I'm going to play on my own. See yah next time, Lots of love from Somerset.
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