Thank goodness it's now all over.
Negotiating a rainy Euston station in the rain with a paper carrier bag stuffed with gifts whilst you are still full of cold and after no sleep ( thanks to a slightly deflated rubber mattress I may add)...is not a bag of laughs.
But it is part of the rich tapestry of family visiting just after Christmas.
I've already told the Prof not to "bang on about rubbish" as I am in no mood for it.
You may think I have been somewhat direct but at these times I have found it easier to be direct rather than subtle. A pale expression and a silent demeanour is lost on The Prof.
Mother in law Sorrel was full of the same Yule Plague as I, so I felt sorry for her having to feel that she had to look after us whilst under par.
I've tried to help out at every turn though I do feel slightly guilty that there still was a fairly untouched raspberry pavlova sat on the cool table in her conservatory when we left this morning.
I've only got the dogs to pick up, the fire to light and apologies to give when we get home. Apparently Winnie peed on her hostess' new sofa throw the first night she was away, which is unlike her. I don't think she could be arsed going outside on a wet and windy night.
Normal blogging service will be resumed tomorrow......
Here's a novel idea, Chris can get the fire lit and the cottage warming up whilst you go out to get the dogs! X
ReplyDeleteGood idea Sherlock x
DeleteWhen the hairs on your head and body all turn white may I suggest that you consider changing your surname by deed poll to Grey? Similarly, if you dye your hair and beard you could become John Ginger.
ReplyDeleteI like Gray...it's different
DeleteAt least Winnie only peed on the throw. Pale expressions and silent demeanors don't work in this house either. I have recently told Jerry that he needed to "leave Grumpy home for the evening."
ReplyDeleteI vont to be alone
DeleteOh boy do I know that expression ... I called mine the Mad Russian.
DeleteNo straight man was ever as dramatic about having a flipping cold as he was ...
Curl up someplace warm and rest.
ReplyDeletePhew! Glad the last word was "rest"!
DeleteThe worst is over with now. I’m curious though - with two of you to share it, why you don’t drive rather then go by rail? MaggieB
ReplyDeleteIt's so much easier by rail....and quicker
DeleteSounds like you need a hot cup of something and a warm bed. take care John.
ReplyDeleteThe cottage takes days to heat up. It's the stone walls
DeleteA sofa 'throw'? You've just extended my vocabulary. Ta!
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome x
DeletePerhaps time to consider a nearby b&b, hotel rather than the deflated rubber mattress. Might be a little easier for your mother in law as well.
ReplyDeleteShe would t hear of it
DeleteI'll be quite glad to get back to 'normal' routine! Hope you feel better soon. You've got that nice new kitchen to look forward to :)
ReplyDeleteWe have the 'yellow card' in our house when conversation is getting tedious. Subtle does not work here.
ReplyDeleteGreat idea
DeleteI have spent days trying to coax a lost/homeless young cat, barely out of kittenhood, into staying on my lanai in a crate full of blankets and bowls of food. Florida is having winter. It is effing cold. I want my money back !
ReplyDeleteI hope everyone has a fabulous new year, regardless of the way it began .. just keep thinking, if yours was pretty lousy, Well then, it can only get better.
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That's the spirit. You are growing on me, Notes from Abroad.
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Candice ....high praise indeed x
DeleteWelcome home.....it IS good to be home isn't it?
ReplyDeleteNo place like home when you're feeling under par. Hope you feel better soon.
ReplyDeleteThat looks like a normal blog to me.
ReplyDeleteGetting better seems slow, I'm living with an example, but you will get there soon.
Happy New Year, John. We've had the same post Christmas travels and travails. It's good to be home.
ReplyDeleteAin't that the truth
DeleteWinnie's antics are understandable, and the hostess would hopefully be gracious. A few years ago we had a friend's Jack Russell for 2 days whilst she went away, to cut a long story short, the dog murdered our budgerigar, (the budgie was allowed to sweep out of his cage and perch on the curtain rail etc as was his custom) but someone left the door open when the friend's dog arrived and he was no more. We lied to the friend and said the budgie had been poorly and it was 'natural causes' which it was really.
ReplyDeleteOh no! Well, your story is the height of graciousness. I'm not sure I could do that!
DeleteI bought a bunch of flowers for the hostess in way of apology
DeleteNo, no, no, no, no. Grey is so British. Gray is so American.
ReplyDeleteGray is actually Scottish and/ or Irish
DeleteAnd well you should feel guilty leaving that pavlova uneaten!! Couldn't you have taken a piece or two in your paper carrier and eaten it on the train?! We are still eating desserts here, which is hard on the diet but easy on the nerves.
ReplyDeleteI hope you feel better with some home rest.
I've just made bubble and squeak
DeleteFeel better soon. And I love your directness. We need more of that here.
ReplyDeleteAin't that the friggin truth
DeleteIt's doing the rounds up here. I've dodged it for a whole week but it finally caught up with me on New Year's Eve. My daughter-in-law took a pic of me yesterday, after a whole day cooking for their hot meal and posted it on FB. I look like a 100yr-old man!! Feeling better today though. Well, I would when I'm just about to go back to work!! Sod's Law, innit?Feel better quickly.
ReplyDelete-That flu is doing the rounds here too
ReplyDeleteWish you better. Husband has the super cold which lingers, goes and then when you think the bastard has gone comes back with a vengeance. I couldn't leave a pavlova uneatten. Thank goodness it was only a throw that was weed on at least you can chuck it in the washing machine.
ReplyDeleteSympathies for the lurgee, I smugly thought I wouldn't catch it from husband chops.Wrong. I haven't had a cold like this for decades. It can't be manflu as I am a lady! x
ReplyDeleteYou can catch manflu Lisa but it will only affect you in a minor way. It's the luck of your gender
DeleteHehe thanks....I think x
DeleteAn untouched raspberry pavlova sounds like a euphemism for my knob.
ReplyDeleteAn I suspect it will remain untouched until the meringue fades to dust x
DeleteHappy new year.....feel better x
ReplyDeleteI have only one more holiday blog pending. But it's about food and nothing else. I promise.
ReplyDeleteAt least she only peed on the throw ... if you're quick you can whip them off, splattering the room with yellow rain but saving the sofa 😁😁😁
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