Windows!

We got windows again!

On Friday, a chap who wants to wash windows called. Since we want our windows washed, this was a good thing. But we had to explain that there were more windows in the house than at first seems, since three of them (including the picture window in our bedroom) were entirely covered by creeper.

So on Saturday it was out with the (not long enough) ladder to pull down and cut down a load of the creeper on the back of the house. We now have light in the bathroom, a view from the bedroom. And a firm conviction that the bathroom window needs replacing Real Soon Now, as some of the lower wood looks really rotten and the paint's not doing too well either.

Saturday evening was a washout; the village hall committee had decided/been told that Saturdays would be better for social nights than Fridays. They were wrong: it was a nice committee meeting, but nobody else showed up.

And on Sunday I got to watch (on tape delay) the Red Sox-Giants game from the previous night, followed by making a start on tidying up Marcia's office. There are boxes in there that haven't moved in five years; but now half of them are in the garage, with the other half to follow.

Sunday evening, being Father's Day, Marcia decided she would take me out to the new Chinese restaurant in Ely.It thinks it's good; I'm not so convinced. It's good for provincial English Chinese, but I'm more used to London styles, with heavier spicing. Still, it was probably good enough that we'll be going back from time to time.

No, we haven't heard from the medical people since Wednesday.

Windows!

We got windows again!

On Friday, a chap who wants to wash windows called. Since we want our windows washed, this was a good thing. But we had to explain that there were more windows in the house than at first seems, since three of them (including the picture window in our bedroom) were entirely covered by creeper.

So on Saturday it was out with the (not long enough) ladder to pull down and cut down a load of the creeper on the back of the house. We now have light in the bathroom, a view from the bedroom. And a firm conviction that the bathroom window needs replacing Real Soon Now, as some of the lower wood looks really rotten and the paint's not doing too well either.

Saturday evening was a washout; the village hall committee had decided/been told that Saturdays would be better for social nights than Fridays. They were wrong: it was a nice committee meeting, but nobody else showed up.

And on Sunday I got to watch (on tape delay) the Red Sox-Giants game from the previous night, followed by making a start on tidying up Marcia's office. There are boxes in there that haven't moved in five years; but now half of them are in the garage, with the other half to follow.

Sunday evening, being Father's Day, Marcia decided she would take me out to the new Chinese restaurant in Ely.It thinks it's good; I'm not so convinced. It's good for provincial English Chinese, but I'm more used to London styles, with heavier spicing. Still, it was probably good enough that we'll be going back from time to time.

No, we haven't heard from the medical people since Wednesday.