Right House, But Wrong Name!

Dwelling on the negative simply contributes to its power - Shirley MacLaine

Welcome to February 👅

&

Monday👅

Warm hug with a brew.

Breakfast.

I got the kids up to do their on-line learning.

I gave hubby a sloppy wet 💋 before he went out to work.

I meanwhile made full use of that warm king-size for a bit longer 🛏

I got up by the time I had a text message from hubby to say he got in to work.

Dressed.

Now out for a little ride.

Still cold.

Gets newspaper.

Check on my late dad's car park situation.

Back home.

I have 2 blog posts to write.

First I have the Valentine's things arrive from Amazon↓

Then my Works order arrived↓

Done the blogs.

Even done some great Disco tunes on my Twitter.

Then I had a knock at the door.

A salesman wearing a blue face mask asking for the previous occupant.

I said,"He doesn't live here no more, as I have been here for nearly 12 years."

He tried using the phone number the previous occupant had given him, but my phone didn't ring.

My thoughts were the previous occupant didn't fancy the fancy armchair this company was selling him, and decided to give them his old address. However he did put his right mobile number to them, which his daughter answered and gave them his right address.

The Salesman then left to go to the right address!

Belated lunch.

One of the books I ordered for my neighbour had arrived and I went round to give it to him.

Oh dear....

He was not happy with the shopping my younger son had been getting him......

Then he wasn't happy with the car he has given my younger son, that he hasn't cleaned it up.😶😶

The weather has been against us which hasn't helped.

Plus the battery needs charging up!

I comes back home in need of a brew after that.

I need a funny film to watch...

Here goes:

Hubby comes home with a nice sloppy 💋

 Nice meat-free Stir Fry.

Quick look into today's newspaper:

Don Everly,  American singer and half of the rock and roll duo "The Everly Brothers" 

is 84 years old 🎈 

Now to carry on watching

 Season 2 of Narcos.

Finished.

Moving onto

Season 3.

Sleep Tea time.

We watched up to episode 3.

No bingewatching into the early hours for us........

 

 

Having to Press Repeat A Few Times...

Rock journalism is people who can't write interviewing people who can't talk for people who can't read - Frank Zappa

 Welcome aboard the Wobbly Work Wheel 🎡

Brew with a warm hug.

Breakfast.

Christmas clothing...↓

Plus thermal knickers.

Out in the dark and cold.

I gave hubby a sloppy wet 💋 before I left.

Nice picture of the crane this morning.

And of the tree.

My Lollipop boss came down to see how I was doing. The traffic behaved themselves except one car failed to stop!

Survived the morning shift!

Back home..

Much needed coffee↓

The school I sent the Application Form said thank you for me sending it in. They will be in touch.

Another CD to sing-a-long with↓

One song had to be replayed a few times,

It's that good↓

Quick read of the newspaper↓

Frank Allen (born Francis Renaud McNeice)  is an English bass guitarist with The Searchers &
Cliff Bennett and the Rebel Rousers

He is 77 years old 🎈

I looked across the fields of fun↓

I wore another homemade facemask.

Once I done what I had to do,

I was back in Sexy Beast listening to the top ten of a mystery year...

Back home to enjoy a much needed lunch!

The Uk Map I bought for my youngest has been delivered somewhere else!

The school I sent my Application Form too, want me to have a tour around it....

I said tomorrow, they said see you tomorrow!

Back out to do Lollipop shift.

The traffic behaved themselves again.

I got chatting to my friend again about 60s music until it got well dark.

I said to him, "He will have to  pick up his dog as he is refusing to move!"

I gets home, one chore hadn't been done...

I told our kids, if it's not done tomorrow,

NO INTERNET FOR A NIGHT!

I get yesterday's blog post wrote.

Gives hubby a wet sloppy 💋 when he comes home.

Fish night tonight!

With more Season 14 of Hell's Kitchen.

I find out my Amazon parcel was delivered next door. I go round and get the parcel and have a chat.

Comes back to enjoy some Sleep Tea.

Counting down for the Christmas Holidays🎅

 
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Getting Back To B3

There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls - George Carlin

At last it's arrived!

 I had a nice big hug & cup of tea in bed.

 I gave hubby a big sloppy 💋 before he left the house.

I also gave some sloppy 💋💋💋 to my kids before they left the house too.

 I had to leave the house early as well.

 No big big sunglasses needed.

 It's not that warm!

 It's B3 time

 

 

 

 The view from my seat↓

 Coffee and nibbles↓

 I had a good yak!

Had to put a good song on repeat on the way to work

(The song is at the end of the blog)

I had a quick look at the newspaper↓

 Those dark clouds are following me↓

 Now to whip out the menu for today...

 Garlic bread was on offer too :)

The rain kept off when I left.

 More singing along.

Back home in the rain

 

 It's a good job I brought the dry washing in before I left the house.

Late lunch↓

 Off to a happy place of work.

I came back with a migraine.

Had to try and sleep it off on that nice bed.

I have a nice warm hug from hubby when he came home.

Light tea.

Then off to do the final job of the week.

 I come back to catch up with some telly programmes.

 &

 Now to drag off hubby to a warm bed to enjoy the Friday Feeling 🎈