Up. Croissants for breakfast. Fixing TV to wall with £30, “lifetime guarentee” bracket. First drill out two new holes in the universal backing plate as the universe does not actually include our telly. Then work out required height of wall fixing, drill out holes, fix mounting thingy to wall, assemble rest of bracket , hang telly, note sag on bracket means telly to low for tallboy to sit underneath as intended. Confirm this by going upstairs, transferring contents of Neve’s tallboy to the spare (which we plan eventually to ditch), then manouver Neve’s downstairs. Calculation is correct: it doesn’t fit. Unhang telly, disassemble bracket, unscrew mount, drill two new holes, re-fix one vertical-screw-gap higher, reassemble bracket, rehang telly, cofirm tallboy fits easily under. Bodge bracket to stop it presenting telly at 10 degrees off horizontal.
Go for relaxing drive to St Neot’s and its historic beaut Lidl. Rethink decision to take main road there and scenic route back when caught in traffic jam on A483. Manage to cut out after a half-mile/-hour and join intended return route, the B1046. Serendipity. A fine route: good roads, lovely villages and country. I can’t see why anyone would take the big A roads, but I’m glad they do. Lidl’s found and raided: parmesan, olive oil, a waterproof cycling jacket, … All bargains, though a lot of bargains are not cheap. Back downthe 1046. Home around six and Isa’s getting us all fed while I get telly running so Lola can watch a bit of Bianvaneve before bed. Then it’s kids to bed and fractious, weary parents to follow.
Sunday morning and emptying long Ikea sideboard thing we used to use for hifi as Dave is coming to pick it up: we’re offloading it. He comes, we load it up, I go with him to help him decant. Back and Isa is distraught and ready to take kids to park: Neve must sleep,Lola must stop whingibg, I MUST COME, TOO!
Trundle-trundle, swing-swing, Zzzzzzz, trundle-trundle, and we’re back. Isa cleaning, me setting up hifi in tallboy. Lunch. Then a change and to the front garden to put gatepost back up. Neve comes out, too, and Lola is playing with Sophie around the various gardens. It’s warm and sunny: the first day of spring. Gatepost done, gates rehung. Minimal spot of weeding then back to sorting front room.
Once hifi working, clear out old chest which was housing waiting hifi kit and repurpose as toy chest. Isa takes over rearranging room while i put seed potatoes out to chit and make some dinner. Pretty relaxed dinner followed by the usual, but slightly later than usual, bedtime routine. Downstairs again and Isa and I rewatch the excellent gangster film with Jude Law and Paul Newman about the hitman father and his son, the name of which escapes me, of course.
And then to bed.
