Wales, moving, tortoises and more ....!
We went to Wales at the weekend and despite sub zero temperatures, really enjoyed ourselves. We stayed with our friends Ross & Liz who live on a farm in North Wales. It's very cold at the moment and even colder in Wales and last week, they announced they weren't using their storage heaters because of the cost! As I enjoy my centrally heated modern home, the thought of a weekend in a 200 year old stone cottage with no heating worried me a lot!!! In the end I spent the weekend wearing a vest, a t shirt, polo neck, cardigan and fleece and still felt cold!
Ross & Liz are always good company, although they're very disorganised and do the most funny things! This time round, we got there and Liz was a mess, there was washing up everywhere (she tried to make us a cup of tea but there were no clean cups!) and she couldn't find Simon their dog and was chasing all over the place trying to find him. In the end, Ross turned up - with Simon, who he'd found on the road! How that dog has managed to live to age 8, I'll never know. There's the dangers of the main road and the farmer's guns if he goes into the fields after the sheep. My 2 dogs were pleased to see Simon, who is gay and fancies Teddy!!
Liz works for the Crown Prosecution Service as a solicitor in Liverpool and is always regalling us with stories of what the Scouser criminal classes are doing with themselves! Ross owns a vet practice in Chester and it is the fact that he can make a profit, despite having no business acumen at all, that has given us the confidence to go out on our own.
We took a trip into Chester on Saturday night and enjoyed a good few glasses of valpolicella and a lovely meal. We then went back to theirs and was warm for the only time during the whole weekend, because they lit the wood burning stove in the living room and got lovely and hot!
On Sunday, although it was cold, it was a beautiful sunny day and we went for a brilliant walk up the hillside - which the dogs really enjoyed, and then went to the pub for a Sunday roast. Yum yum!
The traffic was pretty bad on the way home, but I was back in time for Corrie - so not too bad!
Back to reality today, though. Work wasn't too bad but I have to rush home in a minute because we have a removal man to come round to confirm moving arrangements.
The removal men mentioned that it might be a 2 day job, since we're moving 100 miles and they were planning on loading up one day and unloading the next. This would mean that our stuff would be on the van overnight and and therefore we would all need a place to stay. I suggested to my mum that we all stay at theirs but she said "when we moved to the house we're in now, we didn't have any furniture and just slept on the floor" I don't know whether that means she doesn't want us to stay ... Will have to see.
The saga of the tortoises
We have lost the tortoises. I said to Pat that as soon as it got frosty at night that we had to hibernate them. I got their boxes all ready with luxurious paper linings and decided last Thursday was The Day. We went out into the garden and looked under the bush where they were last seen and ...they've gone! I looked everywhere and can only assume they've dug themselves in somewhere as protection against the cold.
One of the nurses at Pat's practice is a tortoise expert and is going to look in some likely places. If we can't find them, we'll have to move without them :o( and leave a note for the new owners to tell us when they see them emerge in the spring!! Poor Beryl & Edith - I'm sure they'd prefer a nice warm box instead of the cold wet earth!
Sarah
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PS I forgot to say that after the lady with the black lab got her telling off from the dog warden, she wrote me a letter to apologise - no money, though, despite being loaded - there's a surprise!!!!
Ross & Liz are always good company, although they're very disorganised and do the most funny things! This time round, we got there and Liz was a mess, there was washing up everywhere (she tried to make us a cup of tea but there were no clean cups!) and she couldn't find Simon their dog and was chasing all over the place trying to find him. In the end, Ross turned up - with Simon, who he'd found on the road! How that dog has managed to live to age 8, I'll never know. There's the dangers of the main road and the farmer's guns if he goes into the fields after the sheep. My 2 dogs were pleased to see Simon, who is gay and fancies Teddy!!
Liz works for the Crown Prosecution Service as a solicitor in Liverpool and is always regalling us with stories of what the Scouser criminal classes are doing with themselves! Ross owns a vet practice in Chester and it is the fact that he can make a profit, despite having no business acumen at all, that has given us the confidence to go out on our own.
We took a trip into Chester on Saturday night and enjoyed a good few glasses of valpolicella and a lovely meal. We then went back to theirs and was warm for the only time during the whole weekend, because they lit the wood burning stove in the living room and got lovely and hot!
On Sunday, although it was cold, it was a beautiful sunny day and we went for a brilliant walk up the hillside - which the dogs really enjoyed, and then went to the pub for a Sunday roast. Yum yum!
The traffic was pretty bad on the way home, but I was back in time for Corrie - so not too bad!
Back to reality today, though. Work wasn't too bad but I have to rush home in a minute because we have a removal man to come round to confirm moving arrangements.
The removal men mentioned that it might be a 2 day job, since we're moving 100 miles and they were planning on loading up one day and unloading the next. This would mean that our stuff would be on the van overnight and and therefore we would all need a place to stay. I suggested to my mum that we all stay at theirs but she said "when we moved to the house we're in now, we didn't have any furniture and just slept on the floor" I don't know whether that means she doesn't want us to stay ... Will have to see.
The saga of the tortoises
We have lost the tortoises. I said to Pat that as soon as it got frosty at night that we had to hibernate them. I got their boxes all ready with luxurious paper linings and decided last Thursday was The Day. We went out into the garden and looked under the bush where they were last seen and ...they've gone! I looked everywhere and can only assume they've dug themselves in somewhere as protection against the cold.
One of the nurses at Pat's practice is a tortoise expert and is going to look in some likely places. If we can't find them, we'll have to move without them :o( and leave a note for the new owners to tell us when they see them emerge in the spring!! Poor Beryl & Edith - I'm sure they'd prefer a nice warm box instead of the cold wet earth!
Sarah
xx
PS I forgot to say that after the lady with the black lab got her telling off from the dog warden, she wrote me a letter to apologise - no money, though, despite being loaded - there's a surprise!!!!
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