Quick catch-up

I'm home. Briefly.

In prison this morning, work this afternoon and off to Surrey tonight to visit Elder Son and Daughter-in-law.

The night before last I phoned Husband. He said, 'There's good news and bad news.'

I sighed. 'Tell me the good news.'

'Your cooker has arrived.'

'Yay! ... Oh no, don't tell me it's the wrong one!'

'No, it's the right one.'

'You've broken it!'

'NO!'

'What's the bad news then?'

'I've broken a dish.'

Phew. Is that all?

So when I got home last night the cooker and hood had been fitted, as had the replacement glass doors. The waste disposal was working and Daft Dai had even fixed the bath taps (the ones that we'd been without for about three months or more). It's like all my birthdays at once!

The house is still a tip, the kitchen has to be painted and the granite worktop finished, but there is hope now.

And Grand-Daughter is absolutely perfect. I know all grannies say this about their grand-children but she really is. Here she's saying, 'No, granny, I'm not going to open my eyes in this bright sunlight!'