CONTROL!

As I said on my other (diet) blog, this diet is having a knock on effect in my real life. I've taken control of my house situation by printing off 50 letters (so far) and posting them through the doors of houses that I'd like to buy! I think another 150 letters should do it. Last night I had two phonecalls regarding the leaflets. One was from a woman who had been told about the leaflet from a friend who'd got one, but her house was already on the market for way above our price limit (but funny she can't sell it - market must be slow as Cream says).

The next phone call was weird. Here it is:

(Phone rings, I pick it up)
Me: Hello?
Man (of elderly Eastern European tone): Hello, I got your leaflet. We live at 46 Corder road.
Me: (Hopefully) Yes?
Man: We have no intention of selling our house.
Me: Oh, well, thank you for calling.
Man: We have three double bedrooms, and one single.
Me: (confused) Yes
Man: A new fitted kitchen, a large garden and it backs onto the Spinney (a large wooded area)
Me: Oh, how lovely for you (snarl)
Man: So it's a lovely spot.
Me: (Through gritted teeth) Yes, I see
Man: We wouldn't want to move from here, it's lovely
Me: (thinking: Oh GET LOST WHY DON'T YOU), Oh right, well good bye.

WTF?

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We had arranged to go away this weekend to see my old friend Julia (that's Moonwalker) but Andy, sadly has to work this weekend. I was going to go on my own anyway, but gradually began to feel guilty about it as it is Father's Day this Sunday (I am right this time aren't I?). We don't really do Father's Day here but I felt bad about Andy having the weekend on his own. I phoned Julia and she understands (thanks J), although she's a bit worried about the bottle of gin she got in especially for me - as it's sitting there asking to be drunk! We've made another date for September!

I told Andy last night that we weren't going and he said he was pleased we were staying as he didn't want to be Billy No Mates all weekend. His form of working means that he has to 'log on' to work from his laptop. As long as he's near enough home to be able to get back within half an hour or so we can go out! So we're off to the beach today! Hooray! Aldeburgh to be exact.

Well, bon weekend everyone!

Oh, Yes, just tell you this - Our guinea pigs escaped yesterday. We came home at about 7.30 from Holly's swimming lesson and saw two small things on the grass! There are three large crows who live in our garden and periodically try to fly off with baby rabbits. They are often to be seen hopping around the guinea pig run in the hope of pecking out their eyes. So, you can imagine our horror to see a little chestnut form and a little grey and white form just sitting in the middle of our rabbit farm garden with the crows hopping nearby.

"OMG, the guinea pigs are out girls" I said as we drove into our drive. "Stay here, don't run, I'll get them in"

I walked briskly up the garden to the pigs who were quite happily munching away, unaware of circling crows and sparrow hawks. Rocket the grey one is such a friendly, happy guinea pig that he didn't move when I approached and allowed me to pick him up. But Nutmeg who is a very timid thing then panicked when Rocket disappeared and ran away under a box bush that is next to a grave stone! (for those of you who are new to my blog you'll have to go back to see some pictures of our garden!). Have you ever seen a guinea pig run? The funniest thing ever! It's great though, because GP's don't really want freedom, they want their box to hide in! So I put her 'igloo' out and she dutifully ran into it! I wasn't really worried that they would be lost for ever but the girls had, all this time, been quivering on the sidelines in total panic! Aaaaaaaahhhhh. Despite the fact that they ignore their pigs nearly 24/7 I now know I love them really. Alice said "my heart was beating so much I could feel it in my chest, I thought we were going to lose them for ever and they are like family!"