Once again, Google blogger has informed me that I no longer have enough space for any more pictures. I think I may be going to move my blog to a different provider, so watch this space . . .
We have had a busy week here, and several early starts. I am feeling somewhat jaded this morning. I had planned a stroll up the hill to pick whatever pathetic blackberries I can find, but I've just looked out of the window and it has started raining . . . Damn - that means I have a date with the ironing instead!
Anyway, last night's rain drove one of our wanderlust cats back home, as Jarvis reappeared on the scene after a heavy belt of rain had arrived and done its worst. He'd been gone about four days, little wretch, but will be tucked up on our bed later on, with his head on my pillow (there is a patchwork quilt between he and it.) His brother Alfie has been a bit lost without him. He doesn't get the same wanderlust and is always around the house or garden. They will be thundering up and down the stairs once I leave the kitchen door open.
We thought that little Ban would be lurking up in the attic once the rain had driven her in last night, but when we came out into the hall, there was a rustling of newspaper and we found her in one of the two bags of screwed up wrapping paper we had retrieved from amongst the car boot china yesterday. She was as warm as toast and had she not moved, would probably have been totally overlooked and spent the night there!
I had one REALLY positive discovery over the weekend - how much singing will help my Asthma. I haven't sung for years and yet I used to love singing along when we were playing folk music CDs. Anyway, having been belting out an accompaniment that sounded rather like a sack of stray cats, I did my peak flow and found it had shot up from 350 to 400! Now 400 used to be my peak flow average pre all these chest infections. The woman who was formerly my Doctor told me before I left her practice that I would never reach 400 again. Well lady, how wrong can you get?! However, I have also discovered that if you spend the day at a car boot sale and forget to drink the big bottle of water you took with you, dehydration is sufficient to knock this back to 360.
We have had a positive week in many ways though, with our son and heir returning safely from foreign parts. He is job-hunting in Swansea today and planning to leave home and get a flat/house share with friends and next year, he and his best mate intend to work in Australia and/or New Zealand. We knew that something along these lines would happen once he had realized that the world is your oyster.
We really WILL be rattling around here once he leaves. How I wish a buyer would come our way . . .