we had an Interthingy Exhibits Division meeting on Saturday 8th May. Since the Thursday was the Tun (back at the Nightingale again), both Marcia and I went up and had a WSFS Division meeting with Pat and Paul beforehand and then spent the Friday tidying up and shopping.
Pat had had the bright idea of having a BBQ during the Division Meeting; fortunately the clouds which had been threatening all week rolled back and gave us a fine, even sunny, time.
Monday 10th featured (a) my birthday, (b) a visit to the dentist for a final treatment & filling on a tooth, (c) a visit to Cambridge Leas Hospital, (d) a visit to the Cambridge Blue afterwards and (e) the clutch cable adjustment starting to play up on the Fiesta.
So I took the rest of the week off until the garage could get to it on Friday. One advantage of small town life: the car was ready at 5pm Friday, but the bill wasn't. So I got the car back, but I don't yet know what it cost...
Saturday evening: to
major_clanger and
bugshaw to play with BBQs and beer and things.
And the garden is now mostly tidied and a couple of patches of lawn have been resown. Indeed, all would be looking good if someone hadn't pinched the narcissi out of the front planter. Bloody kids...
Pat had had the bright idea of having a BBQ during the Division Meeting; fortunately the clouds which had been threatening all week rolled back and gave us a fine, even sunny, time.
Monday 10th featured (a) my birthday, (b) a visit to the dentist for a final treatment & filling on a tooth, (c) a visit to Cambridge Leas Hospital, (d) a visit to the Cambridge Blue afterwards and (e) the clutch cable adjustment starting to play up on the Fiesta.
So I took the rest of the week off until the garage could get to it on Friday. One advantage of small town life: the car was ready at 5pm Friday, but the bill wasn't. So I got the car back, but I don't yet know what it cost...
Saturday evening: to
And the garden is now mostly tidied and a couple of patches of lawn have been resown. Indeed, all would be looking good if someone hadn't pinched the narcissi out of the front planter. Bloody kids...