I got up late this morning. No excuses but no apology either – not that you’d expect one – I woke early and didn’t sleep again until I was due to get up, which is not an uncommon situation. The two cleaners who helped me out when I was in a tight spot some weeks ago were due at 1 o’clock and, frankly, I’d let the place go. No floordrobe but a thriving chairdrobe which had extended to the banisters, a kitchen that had become cluttered and papers, both newspapers and sheets of, in the drawing room. And all the beds needed changing. So I whizzed around for two hours and tidied, but didn’t clean at all, and was ready for them to have a clear run. We even had lunch.
And when they didn’t arrive, we thought they’d overrun at the last place. And after 2 o’clock, I thought that I might have made a mistake between 13:00 and 3:00 pm. I knew the day was right because I’d noted every fourth Tuesday. But when they hadn’t arrived by 3.40, I gave up and did the hoovering myself. No, I didn’t get in touch. Too late to be any use, I’m not desperate and they’re very expensive. I’m going to wait and see if there’s an explanation and if not I’ll find someone else. But I’ve tidied, done some of the cleaning and saved over £50 to boot – which I will spend, because it’s been earned (the Sage did help, mind you, so probably deserves a tenner of it).
Watching the baking programme with Mary Berry, the voiceover chappy just referred to glacier cherries. I snorted with glee.
Anyway, Al & co less Squiffany, who was at Brownies, came over this evening. I had chocolate cake, to Hadrian’s great glee. Pugsley has had an excellent end-of-term report, he’s really made a good start. The school had its Ofsted inspection recently and received Outstanding, Dilly said today, which is brilliant news for the staff and I’m so pleased – it’s extremely difficult to get an outstanding rating now. Actually – and I’m not that sort of person normally – I’ve just emailed the Head and Chairman of Governors to congratulate them.
And while they were here, Weeza phoned the Sage on his mobile, and then Ro rang me on mine. So the whole family was together, virtually, all but Squiffany. Since we won’t be over Easter, that was rather super.