C's nemesis

Yep, I'm throwing out a challenge to a certain blip-widow for when he comes here in the summer: this will knock the Scotch Bonnets that got you last time into a hoop. Or not. We'll see. Obviously this one will have been eaten before then, but one of its brothers will get you....

After a disatisfyingly late night (ie lying awake worrying about nothing rather than spending time usefully on blip), it was a fairly early start to get the house straightened up for the arrival of Mr B's parents this evening. With all focus having been on the Mad Broken House for the past week or so, housework back here where we actually live has been on a strictly 'need-to-do' basis. Today that was put right with a top to bottom scrubbing and many (4) loads of washing through, dried and ironed. And even time to bake lemon drizzle cake (which the kids now call "the best cake Mammy ever made") and my Mam's oat biscuits too.

When the senior B's arrived there was much food, much complimenting of my fresh-from-the-garden lettuce and probably too much cheese and red wine for everyone. Tomorrow we will take them to the Mad Broken House and try and stop Mr B senior (retired house-builder) from lifting heavy stuff and starting work.