So, we got home late last night after our epic, extended holiday exploring the English coastline. I was quite sad in the car on the way home. Kept thinking about how I wished we lived closer to the sea. I love being near water. The universe was obviously listening because when we got home we had an indoor waterfall going on. A pipe to the shower had leaked whilst we were away and water was leaking right through from the upstairs to the downstairs. Thank you Universe. Normally, situations such as this would make me a tad peeved. Fortunately, when we were fossil hunting in Lyme Regis last week, I literally stumbled over an ancient ammonite amongst the rocks. The power of this fossil is immense. As my husband ran around last night turning off the water supply, I stared at the fossil and thought, 'who cares? who seriously cares?' I mean, this fossil is 115 million years old! I can barely get my head around that. In another 115 million years time, who is going to care about my leaking shower? Or the fact that part of the ceiling has fallen down? To be honest, the kids lost interest after about 15 seconds. They were too happy to be back home with wifi. So, now I'm going to scroll back through the previous threads to find that photo of the awesome shower Abcowboy fitted the other week. I remember loving the tiles he used. I want to show the photo to the bloke I've just emailed who is going to come round next week to give me a quote to do all the repairs. And Abcowboy, if you fancy fitting a new shower in London, look no further... the job is yours. Naturally this job will involve a heck of a commute, quarantine and working in a house with moody teenagers, hyperactive children, a bonkers labrador, a recovering alcoholic who talks way too much but on the plus side, you will get to chat to my husband who is without doubt one of the kindest, most lovely and tolerant people on the planet. And talking of the kindest, most lovely people on the planet.... amidst all the chaos, last night, I found a beautiful book sent to me whilst we were away by the spectacular Mags. It's called The Seagull and I can't wait to start reading it. Thank you Mags. So much. You mean the world to me xxx
Lots of love to everyone and special prayers for Nic, Vovo and anyone who needs them. Congratulations Yukonm and happy birthday Least. 24 more for me please xxxx