We were ready, but it was a close-run thing. The first person arrived at 9.30 and she was given the job of putting biscuits on plates – several of which I then ate (I don’t normally eat biscuits) because I hadn’t had any breakfast. I had put my face on but, after everyone arrived, and I looked at their unusually fuzzy faces, I realised I hadn’t put in my contact lens, so it was quietly shoved in while no one was watching.
Anyway, the house is unnaturally clean and tidy, apart from the dining room which is still out of bounds. A bonus for my friends was a sight of the old car, which the Sage was taking off for its MOT. Once it has been cleaned and spruced up, I’ll show you a picture of it. There is enough food left for me to be able to invite Al and family round this evening, if they’re free, to finish it. The weather is due to change tomorrow – it was fabulous today, very warm but not oppressive – so we can eat outside, which means no work apart from carrying out plates and stuff.
The Sage was my little darling, as always, and helped willingly, not resenting (well, not outwardly at any rate) being chivvied occasionally. Though lazy and disorganised, I snap into full efficiency under pressure and then I can be hard to keep up with for someone accustomed to the normal (?) Z behaviour.
I’ve just made myself a cup of lovely Earl Grey, which I’m going to take out to the lawn, where I will relax and read the papers.