Welcome to Sarah’s son, who has no idea he is being immortalised in Blogland, but in future years will be terribly gratified by this.
If this post wasn’t named for him, it would be P for bearing, please darlings, as I rarely miss a day but was both tired and sociable last night, and it’s rare that so many of my family are gathered together at one time. It was lovely.
Weeza and Zerlina came over from Norwich, Ro also came from Norwich by train after work, Phil drove up from Ipswich after work, Dilly and Al drove over because D’s sister Philly looked after the children and Wink took the day off and drove 230 miles from Ziggiland. Splendidly effortful (thank you all, darlings, your father etc and I do really appreciate it) and it made our 25th anniversary sale all the more memorable.
All went excellently, thanks, and the little cat was sold for over £9,000, which is damn good. Actually, the Sage had been left a bit for quite a bit more but, like on eBay, you only pay one bid over your rival’s highest bid, so the top bidder saved nearly £1000 on what he was willing to pay. Overall, it went very well and we came home happy.
Very funny conversations between Ro and his sister, which I’ll describe tomorrow if I can somehow link them with the letter Q. Weeza stayed over last night, Phil and Zerlina having gone home earlier, and she said it was the best night’s sleep she’d had for 15 months. Tonight, little z is staying with Dilly et al, so Weeza and Phil are alone and carefree (good for a night, lonely after two). Tomorrow, it’s Phil’s turn – apparently, he’ll remain in his pants (underpants, that is) and play on the XBox or whatever the current console is, all day while all the rest of the family have lunch here.
I’m hoping to speak to HDWK on the phone as she passes through England en route to India.
Wink has led me a bit astray this evening, and I’m a bit tiddly. But the good news is, Weeza has almost talked me into buying myself an iPhone. All I need to do is to venture into the new Mac shop in Norwich and I know the debit card will be waved. I just know it.
Might not go for a while though. Deferred gratification is all the sweeter, isn’t it?
Wait for it … wait for it … mm, yes……………………….