Yes, we woke up, had a coffee then headed into the bathroom to put a coat of paint on all the plastered walls. We watered it down a little as informed to by Mike, and it all went on well. Although, once dry the finish was patchy to say the least. Once done, we sat down to have breakfast and for me to watch the previous day’s MOTD. Imagine my surprise in catching the weather as broadcast before the footy that ‘substantial’ snow was expected in Kent for Sunday evening.
Just a shame, then, that we had arranged for Tony, Jen and Nan were coming round at five for dinner of roast duck. How bad could it be? I mean they get the weather wrong all the time.
So, football watched, we had lunch then went back upstairs for another coat of paint to be applied. Once finished it looked really streaky and very, very red. Too red? Maybe….
So, I cook the duck and all the veg, whilst outside the sleet tunrs to snow and it begins to settle. At five they did turn up, but although the meal was great, Tony had one eye on the weather and so it came as no surprise when they decided to head back home before seven. After washing up, Jools and I headed back upstairs to give the bathroom a final coat of the day, before slumping down on the sofa to watch some home improvement show. Makes sense.
Outside a blizzard, almost, raged outside and I guess we got two to three inches. The cats did not want to head outside for anything, so they just complained. Seems that cats don’t like it much either.
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