Damp

A sandwich day of weather. It started very windy and rainy (and, incidentally, it started waaay too early: 5am. I'm on my holidays for heavens sake! Though on the plus side, it's always good to catch Farming Today.) Later, warm sunshine for re-sowing the lawn, then rain and wind for trips to the tip, etc.

TallGirl's room is being redeveloped, I had to tell off an Italian firmly for being rubbish (you don't take money for an urgent delivery and then wait a week to even send it. Sheesh.) and it was Cajun ribs for dinner.

Later, watching the BBC show about the 80s with the kids was much fun. Pink/grey colour schemes were much mocked, back-combing was howled at ("why would you put tats in on purpose??"), and Mr B and I tried to relay how genuinely terrified we were of nuclear war. When a Nokia phone was shown I was, with a shout of triumph, able to produce the exact same phone from a drawer. There followed a long personal history of phones we have owned. The kids seemed genuinely interested - until we realised it was past bedtime and we were being played, again.