Saturday Special

Hi there.

It's Saturday night and things are moving. Slowly, but there is movement. Our solicitor has sent us a letter; we don't quite understand it, or where we have to initial it, but where we have to sign is clear enough. It says do we understand just how much money we are going to owe the banks if we go through with the purchase of the house?

Yeah, we know it.Other than that, we have packed some more stuff; it's a good job the cats move around some or they would be packed as well.

Thursday night we went to a Mexican place in Canterbury. I say Mexican place; they served Mexican food. I say served Mexican food, I have a feeling they cooked it on the premises. But it was spicy and Mexican-y. And the Margherita things had lots of Tequilla in them, and my clothes did not fall off; for a change.

And then we went to the University, 'cos that's where the best cinema is. I say best cinema, it's the one that doesn't show nothing but sex 'comedies' or comic book adaptions. So we went to the University of Canterbury; it's in Canterbury; it's a good place to have it, as owing to what's it's called.



I say that, but Leeds castle is nearby, and it's like nowhere near leeds, which is way in the north, like 50 years ago. I have been to leeds, and it's fine; they have a Harvey Nicks, so it's very nice for shopping. Fabulous one might say; absolutely fabulous.

Anyway, so we went to the university to see this film. It had Angelina Jolie and her lips in it. In fact The Changeling was very good indeed, and we both enjoyed it very much. No one had super powers of waited until they were forty to get laid, whatever was Clint thinking when he made it?

When it finished, we drove home, and coming out of the car park and down to the campus exit, we looked to the left and down below us was all of Canterbury all lit up, and the Cathedral in the middle looking all stunning lit up. And this is where we live. Or close by.



Friday I had to go and answer medical questions for an insurance thing for the mortgage. All was going well until I was asked if I had worked outside Europe or North America in the last 5 years.

Yup.

Where?

Indonesia.

It's not on the list!

Are you planning to work outside those same places in the next 5 years?

Yup.

Where?

Could be anywhere.Lets just say no to make it easier.

And so today; I went to the gym first thing only to find one of the guys must have failed to wake up in time and the place was closed and the door locked. So, I shrugged my shoulders and we went to Tescos instead as I thought a little unarmed combat would do instead!

Then we went along the coast between Dover and Folkestone and stood on the cliffs whilst we were battered by gale force winds and the salt air filled our noses.That was good.And then we went to our new home, or the village and went down the twisty narrow lane down onto the beach at St Margarets at Cliffe and stood on the shingle beach as the waves crashed just in front of us. The ferries busied themselves with crossing the channel in front of us; so we bought cuppas and Kit Kats and sat in out car and thought how darned lucky we are.



This afternoon I lay on the sofa whist Julie tidied the garden; I have no excuses. The cats and I listened to the football and then I cooked dinner; rib eyes with field mushrooms and with a bottle of red and the chardonay for Jools. We watched the sun go down, the sky turn red and then the stars come out. And marvelled at our lives and how it would be getting even better soon.