Our gatepost has gone AWOL. For years it sat there inoffensively, helping to close the gate, not doing any harm to anyone; and suddenly it’s gone. I know what’s happened: next door are having an extension built and as well as taking down the fence the builders have removed my gatepost. I told the neighbour about it and she was very apologetic. She says she will talk to the builders about it: unfortunately the builders themselves have gone AWOL this week. Dontcha just hate it when that happens?
Right now I am waiting for a possible call from Woman’s Hour. The trailer this morning said they were talking about relationship difficulties and how they can be resolved. ‘Aha!’ I thought. ‘Sounds relevant to me.’ So I phoned the number and a voice said ‘Hello?’ in a bewildered sort of way. I must have the wrong number, I thought. ‘Is that Woman’s Hour?’ I asked. She said it was, and we had a really pleasant chat about my situation. She sounded very interested in my story, but I guess her producer didn’t agree, because the phone has remained silent.
Chiz chiz chiz.
Aaaaaanyway, onwards and upwards… today I shall be staying in, which means a radical reorganising of plans: the reason being that earlier on a couple of unnervingly loud thumps from upstairs turned out to be son falling out of bed and son nearly falling into the bath. He is seriously sleep-deprived, due to his habit of trying to stay awake for as long as he can: he also hasn’t eaten enough. Since Mark has to go to Loughborough today, I will not be able to make it to Sound Cafe or do most of the other things I had planned. No biggie. I shall do the weeding instead.
Have a good day.