Yes, after some four years living in the house on the cliffs we are going to make our mark on the house by getting a new suite, painting the walls, getting a new carpet and getting rid of the bath once and for all.
Its funny, but as this house by far the largest bathroom of any house I have lived in, we are going to create more space by taking the bath out, extending the shower cubicle by maybe 300mm and putting in some shelves! But it should look great. And painting the walls a funky red instead of the eggshell blue they are and ripping the MDF seasfloor scene that the previousowner left.
Though in truth, Jools has already done that, rip out the MDF I mean. So, it is looking, how shall we say, a little untidy. But, yesterday we did go and pick out a shower cubicle, this follows close on the heels of the new toilet and sink we bought during the week. The shelves are on the way from Ikea-land, I think they are called SPARSAM or something. (you should head to http://www.flavorwire.com/225706/the-most-ridiculous-ikea-product-names-and-what-they-mean to see how stupid names can be). Anyway, we even have chosen a floorcovering. And we agreed on pretty much everything; oh yeas, I forgot about the funky tiles we have chosen for the shower; it's going to look great.
Anyway, that took up much of the morning yesterday; meeting the plumber/bathroom guy, ordering everything, heading to Topps Tiles and both liking the first thing we saw when we walked in the door. That's not how its supposed to be, is it? Or that how it should be, unlike the hassles couples normally have when choosing colours and things.
After all that spending we headed to Sandwich to pick up a picture we have had framed; rock and roll. A friend took a flight over St Margaret's, and snapped our house, so he gave me a copy to have printed. And once our our way to Sandwich we both realised we were quite hungry, so as soon as we parked the car we headed to The Crispin Inn for a bite to eat; but the menu looked so interesting we ended up having a meal; lamb shank for Jools and steak and Stilton pie for mee. It was wonderful, and the beer was excellent too.
Afterwards we had a wander round the town, ended up and No Name Shop for more cheese and fresh bread for dinner. And then back via the framers and back home. That afternoon, once back home, I snoozed on the sofa listening to the football; City won at Peterborough in the cup 3-0, and after that, I scanned more family photographs.
And so ended Saturday.
Sunday, we were up with the sparrahs again at half seven; maybe we have this lay-in thing sussed now? Clearly, nature had not listened to the BBC weather forecast and was clear blue (and pink) skies as the sun rose; so we headed to the memorial to feed the birds and snap them.
It was just the usual suspects: jays, magpies, blackbirds, chaffinches, robins, dunnocks, great tits, coal tits and small tits; but it is great just to be so close to them when they come down to feed. And sometimes we get to snap them too, if we're quick enough.
And back up to the cliffs to look at the sea mist and snap the ferries as they come and go. In fact we had been there earlier, as on our way down to the monument, we saw the mist with the sun just rising above it, and it looked glorious. But by the time it took to drive to the National Trust's place on the cliffs the mist had burnt off. This took no more than five minutes.
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The one thing I did forget to mention is that I had my allergy tests done on Friday; I just have to wait for the results.
In a surprise move, I had another allergy attack on Saturday, but the quick deployment of Howard Marks amounts of drugs kept the sneezing and sniffling at bay, and by lunchtime I was back to normal.
However, we all know what 'normal'means in my case; talking to cats, the walls, etc.
Plus la change.
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