Fiona's Quiet Life

We pushed, we pulled. we stood it on its end, we even took off it’s feet but all to no avail. through the front door of him upstairs it would not go. so now it is sit­ting in front of his door covered in plastic and await­ing col­lec­tion by a free sharer.….……his sig­ni­fic­ant other had been given a leather three seater and a match­ing two seater sofa, she put the two seater in her flat and we did our utmost to get the three seater through his front door but the door frame is too thick and even tak­ing off the door would have been no use.

I have been scrub­bing the wee two room flat my mother was liv­ing in until she went into the nurs­ing home, it is amaz­ing how much stuff she accu­mu­lated in the short time she was there, any­way it goes on the mar­ket on Monday, .……as there are two flats in the same block also for sale i don’t hold out much hope for a quick res­ult, they have been on the mar­ket for two months.

in a lot of pain today from sore neck so sit­ting in bed with hot cat ( you microwave it and it isn’t a real cat ) any­way with a hot cat shaped wheat filled bag at the back of my neck and lots of paracetamol.

i feel the need of chocolate

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i was up there today try­ing to get fit, from the top i could see as far as the firth of forth in one dir­ec­tion and Ben Lomond in another. i am feel­ing weather beaten as it was both sunny and windy.

new back door got fit­ted today it took them from 8;30 a.m. to 12 ;55 p.m.. but it was worth it is looks very very nice.

I learnt today how one can be a mis­taken wit­ness and actu­ally believe that what one thinks one sees is not in real­ity what happened.….…..coming back from the hill walk we passed a greengrocer’s shop and i saw ‘him upstairs’ shop­ping. later i said to him ” Mak­ing any­thing excit­ing with your onions?”.….…he smiled at me and let me explain that i had seen him in passing. .….…what i had seen was him with a bag full of some­thing in one hand and an onion in the other , my brain decided the bag was full of onions , but it wasn’t he did in fact not buy any onions hav­ing decided the qual­ity was not good, yet i would still swear that he bought a bag of onions.….….i am not an expert witness.

i pre­sume JJ has got home safely to Lon­don his father flew from Malaga to Glas­gow to col­lect him and fly on to Lon­don. it is very quiet here.

upstairs dog rolled delib­er­ately in fox piddle tonight .hor­rid smell, he had to be hosed down, i wouldn’t let him in through my nice new door

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It is done.….my lovely wooden floors are laid and a car­pet in my bed­room. a team turned up at 10:30 a.m. and worked hard and cheer­fully all day, Jonathan spent part of the time curled up on the sofa under a duvet among the chaos watch­ing a video of Mr. Bean.

and i have got it all tidy , except for the books ‚i have to launch a dawn raid on Ikea with Mar­isa and get lots of book­cases. a couple of people from free­share came in the middle of it all to take away some cur­tains and excess fur­niture. it is at last all com­ing together. soon i will have no excuse for not get­ting on with the paper­work that is hanging .…..not literally.….over my head.

JJ has gone to bed and i think i will go early too and read a bit of the final Harry Pot­ter. tomor­row People are com­ing to replace my back door .….it has not fit­ted prop­erly since the fire. and JJ’s Dad is com­ing up from Lon­don by aero­plane and his other grandma is deliv­er­ing him to the air­port tomor­row after­noon so he and his dad can fly straight back.

feel­ing tired and dusty but cheerful.

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hav­ing an early night tonight as Jonathan has gone to bed early , he has a very bad cough so it may wake him so i am going to grab some sleep while i can.

i thought my floors were going down today so hav­ing hung about the house till mid after­noon i thought i had bet­ter check my facts before yelling at the fitters.….and there it was clear as any­thing on my cal­en­dar . they come to do it tomorrow.so i went to Marks and Spen­cer and bought some nice food. yum

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He would have laughed at me again today my propensity for get­ting lost hasn’t improved, this time it was in a cemetery.……i went in the main entrance and drove , and drove and drove.…..children were dash­ing through the over­grown bits, squir­rels were rush­ing up the trees, a girl was pick­ing up her dogs drop­ping in a poo-bag, a man was push­ing another uphill in a wheel­chair it was tran­quil and sud­denly i was back where i came in hav­ing cir­cum­nav­ig­ated the whole cemetery so where was the Jew­ish bit with my basil in it, i knew it was bey­ond the Muslim bit which was in turn bey­ond the Chris­tian bit but it wasn’t there, so i drove out of the the grounds and drove round the out­side wall and there it was .there are two cemeter­ies with a road between them and the one up to the way in was a one way street and a very long one. so i went back to the main road and drove along it for a while then turned into a one way street but it took me to the ori­ginal entrance .mys­ti­fied i tried it again hav­ing this time got a map and found the right road but even that was dif­fi­cult because it was a hid­den entrance so one u turn later i dis­cover there is a bar­rier in the middle of the road so i can’t cross it .another u turn and at last the right road and a hid­den entrance to the other cemetery and there it was , a Chris­tian bit , a Muslim bit and a Jew­ish bit , an nice Muslim man opened the gate to the Jew­ish bit and at last i got to visit him and say thanks for all the years we had.

there seemed to be a con­spir­acy today to keep me from mop­ing , vis­it­ors called in all day and work­men came and fit­ted the doors to my en suite bath­room at last and to put the tops on my chests of draw­ers, tomor­row the wooden floors go in lounge and din­ing room and a car­pet in my bedroom.

Jonathan comes tomor­row till Thursday so we shall prob­ably go to the cinema again , i hope he can be per­suaded to see a dif­fer­ent film , his aut­ism means he likes the same one over and over again but one view­ing of hair­spray is enough for me, i am hop­ing the film about pen­guins tempts him.

then i shall email a photo of the chaos that is this house to my ultra tidy daugh­ter , she will freak out and come and tidy me up.

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