Glory Be!

After nearly four full days of radio silence from my 'emergency' insurers, I spoke to them again yesterday, in cold icy tones. If I'd been on the other end of the line I would have been quite scared. Today some very nice friendly roofers came out and effected a temporary repair in about 15 minutes. What was all that palaver about then?

Then we went for a walk to the supermarket. Alexander rode in his howdah, steering Daddy with swats of his hand. I think he really thinks he is a maharajah.