No word on what the boys in blue were doing across the road
last night. This morning when we left for work, an in the almost dark too, one
of them was still there guarding the site. Not this evening, and we came home
almost in the dark as well. I guess we will have to wait until tomorrow when we
are likely to bump into on of the residents who will I’m sure be able to fill
us in with the details.
This morning got off to a pretty alarming start. Picture
this. In the shower is The Man, I’m in the kitchen getting some of the lunch
things ready when (very loudly) BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP….what the dickens
is that?
It’s the newly installed fire/smoke alarm. And worse still I cannot
turn it off. It is connected to a monitoring system. So there’s me running about like a headless
chook, well almost and then the intercom beeps. ‘Hello this is the such and
such monitoring; your smoke alarm is going off are you OK? They didn’t seem at
all surprised when I told them that it was the steam from the bathroom that had
set it off. ‘Just wave something in front of it’ they said ‘And it will turn it
off. Phew. Not the kind of start to the day we like.
At my usual Starbucks stop off this morning, I did my usual
netting, checking the emails and on the family at home. Got more than a bit of a shock in one email. One
of The Man’s sisters has been diagnosed with the very nasty C word. Early stages
yet thank goodness and likely to be very treatable. Nevertheless it is still
pretty shocking. Makes you feel quite vulnerable. But then that is why we are
doing what we are doing over here in the UK. We plan to wear out and not rust up.
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