Saturday: P&J

It actually feels like the house is starting to reject us.  We’re having some quite unusual problems arise.  As a result of our flood over Christmas the wooden floor boards in the dining room have started to buckle.  And today we were sitting in the kitchen, minding our own business, when the dishwasher (which was on) suddenly shot out sparks, a small flame and smoke, before dying a grey death (while continuing to smell of smoke for some time).  Definitely time to move on……

Tonight we were over at P&Js for dinner.  They have been such good friends to us.  I met J through work and we have all become fast friends, helped by the fact that we live walking distance from each other.  We got a little teary saying goodbye.  It doesn’t pay to overthink things - our friendships will still exist, just in a different way.

It was quite hard to get a picture of P in which she didn’t look a bit startled…..