Fiona's Quiet Life

It may not be the olympics but the photo is my brother gorden hav­ing swum the Lim­f­jorden in Aalborg.

While basil was ill i had to get a team of garden­ers in to keep the wil­der­ness at bay because every time i went out there and got covered in mud he would fall out of bed or fall try­ing to get to the bath­room. so i would have to come in and get him off the floor without cov­er­ing him in mud too, then i got too exhausted to do it any­way. Out of lazi­ness i kept them on but it is £130 per month and that is a lot for a per­son on a pen­sion so i have taken back con­trol of the wil­der­ness, but they still are sup­posed to keep the grass short and the hedge cut, well the hedge is 10ft high and the lawn is on a slope and i get chest pains just think­ing about doing them. it is amaz­ing how many weeds there are for a garden that cost me £130 per month, they dug up my plants and left the weeds as far as i can see, any­way i love gardening.

been to the cinema yet again, with abi­gail and the girls this time, we saw ‘the ‘Mummy’ lots of Chinese ter­ra­cotta war­ri­ors and skel­et­ons fight­ing. i found it quite a laugh, not sure if it was meant to be funny.

i am miss­ing the Olympics, i watched it every morn­ing while hav­ing breakfast.

went out yes­ter­day and took pho­to­graphs of the 330 mil­lion year old fossil trees in Vic­toria Park , i have lived here for many years and thought it was about time i saw them.

tonight the salsa les­sons start again, i can’t remem­ber a thing about how to do it. tomor­row we are hav­ing din­ner here with cousin ros and friends to teach Kate how to salsa. Kate is going to Cuba with him upstairs next month, watch this space, is there a bud­ding romance? liv­ing here is a bet­ter enter­tain­ment than read­ing glossy magazines.

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