I’m such a fool. I knew that Weeza’s appointment was at 11 o’clock, but somehow I put it in my mind that she had to leave the house at 11 o’clock. I realised on my way to Norwich, pulled over and phoned her (at least I’d remembered to remove my phone from its charger and bring it). “I’ve screwed up” I announced. “Oh shit” she replied. Weeza and I, at least, speak the same language.
Anyway (has anyone ever counted the sentences I start with Anyway? Whole lots, I bet) I suggested we meet at the dentist and she agreed. I arrived just after her – the traffic was awful – and, rather than take Zerlina home, I decided to wait, as Weeza had sensibly brought some Marmite and cream cheese sandwiches. That baby was adorable. She happily ate, in little cubes, most of her sandwiches, and then waved her feet around for a bit until she was bored, then sat on my lap looking at books. Eventually, she became a little bored but was prepared, graciously, to be amused, and by then it was time for Weeza to come out. I also made an appointment for myself – somehow, I forgot to make another appointment after my last check-up, which was in April last year. Whoops.
The boiler in the flat will cost a couple of hundred pounds to repair. My lovely tenant must not be without hot water a moment longer than he must. I’ve given the go-ahead and thanked him for saving me a trip to London. He has also said how much he likes the new tenants upstairs. Aren’t people lovely?
Tomorrow, the Sage will be out all day. I must do lots of housework. Don’t let me slack, will you? I have things to do and I must be busy. If you catch me blogging any time before 10 o’clock tomorrow night, Stern Words will be in order.
That’s nothing! Today, I was 2 hours late for something. Worked out ok in the end though, these things usually do.
OH you’ve reminded me that I need to call my dentist for my 6 month cleaning, which I’m pretty sure it has been at least 2 months since I was supposed to have it scheduled. Oopsies!
And this is going to be a dumb question, but. . . what is Marmite?
Marmite is a paste, made from crushed beetles and walnut juice.
Have you finished the dusting yet, Z?
Ignore Dave, Marmite is completely vegetarian. It’s actually a by-product of the brewing industry, being made from Brewer’s Yeast, and it’s a dark brown thick sticky paste, which has a strongly savoury taste which you either like or you don’t. It is very nutritious, particularly in B vitamins and folic acid, and it’s fat free, but very salty and you only need a scraping of it on bread or toast.
I was talking about mosquitos with friends the other day – apparently if you eat Marmite you’re less likely to be attacked as you don’t taste so good to them. So I’ll eat Marmite all summer and watch the mozzies eat Dave.
No, Dave. It’s still breakfast time.
Mmmm crushed beetles and walnut juice…
Anyway….I use that a lot too…it’s thinking out loud!
At least you have a dentist…with an appt scheduled for next week, i’ve just discovered mine is bieng detained at her majesty’s pleasure…
I don’t suppose your dentist is a master criminal Sarah. I’m sure he’s just filling-in for someone else.
Maybe he’s fitting her with a new crown?
Shouldn’t you be doing housework Z? I’m sure it’s not still breafast-time.
I’m dusting the computer.