So, the builders and all that…
Dani and I have a rather nice Ikea bed, which we bought a couple of years ago. Somehow we have managed to throw away any instructions we ever had that relate to the assembly of the bed. I do have a vague memory (as does D) of it being all a bit hellish and heavy to put together and us thinking,
“well, we’ll never be able to take this apart again so why bother keeping the instructions.”
Now we need to get this bed from the basement to the top floor of our house. Our little, terraced 1860s house has extremely narrow staircases. So, that bed is coming apart again – even if it ends up being by hacksaw.
The work we are having done in our house is a bit like one of those games with the sliding pieces, where there is only one empty space at any time. We need to start by clearing as much of our basement as possible. This is going to lead to a rather unhappy bedroomless state for me and D. We will have to sleep on the kids’ floors until the whole thing is finished. I shall not be happy with this.
Ah well, it will all be worth it in the end – we hope. I am looking forward to sleeping on the top floor rather than down in the basement – and to having four walls and a door on our room. Maybe we’ll even stretch to a lock. I reckon we could all do with locks these days – our babies are babies no more.
Today has involved much putting of things in plastic boxes. Leo and Pearlie had Squeezebox sessions too. Leo is learning a solo for the gig, which seems to be getting more elaborate every week. Pearlie has some pretty hard stuff to learn too. Pearlie has also tidied her room so that a friend can sleep over tonight. Leo got out his watercolours and painted for a while.
I went to get a small pumpkin and failed to find one, so staggered home with very heavy pumpkin in my rucksack. I’ll miss trick or treating tomorrow as I’ll be at work until 8pm. Dani is taking the kids out – with all the local cousins. Trick or treating is very big round here as there are lots of kids - and houses right on the pavement with no dark paths and so on.
Last night I spent a while reading information about the Lewes bonfire traditions to the kids. It is all rather bizarre and the kids were astonished at the sectarian aspects of it all. I used to be taken as a child but we have never taken ours – the crowds alone are off-putting enough. This reading led us on to some info about Samhain, which I have been mis-pronouncing for years!
Then Dani, Pearlie and I played together on the Free Rice website. We managed to get Level 47 with lots of talking about the words. Pearlie is very good at finding roots and patterns in words and D and I both love that kind of thing too. One of the things that pleases me in a quiz situation is realising the many different places I pick up information. I had a sudden flash of memory that told me that the word tocsin meant alarm bell – from a TV Miss Marple, of all places!
Leo had a fun evening making serious amounts of mess everywhere. He juiced citrus fruits, hacked a candle to bits and then sloshed a large quantity of water out of his bath. He’s out in the garden at the moment – better go and see what he’s doing…