I'm certainly not feeling very Kathryn-like at the moment (though in a good, if startled, way).
Gardening leave began with a shopping expedition to look at possible Curate cars, which would also accommodate 6' son plus 2 other passengers in the back, and leave room for dogs and LCM too. My initial idea proved unworkable within one second of TeenWonder getting into the car concerned. Even I could see that spending every journey with his head at a 45 degree angle to his body was unlikely to be of long-term benefit to the boy...but I did have a vision of a cuddly, friendly-looking car that would remind me of my 2CVs while somehow conveying the whole GoodinParts family in comfort. We found 2 possibilities, - but once we'd done the sums and investigated the assorted loans available, 1 emerged as a clear winner. It's slightly bigger than I'd envisaged, but really really easy to drive and has all sorts of wonderful free tax, free servicing, free RAC,free petrol (well, sadly not that one) type deals...and an interest free loan too.
The bad news is that little Matiz seems to be worth half nothing,- so we're wondering whether DarlingDaughter and TeenWonder might appreciate our hanging onto it for their use...but 3 cars for 5 people seems ridiculous, specially now we are no longer in the wilds of nowhere. Hmmmmmm.
Anyway, new car will arrive on the Wednesday of half-term, which is rather fun,- though the inevitable tidal-wave of guilt about owning a car at all is in the throes of engulfing me (so I must be reverting to type after all).
Having signed scary car-buying contract, I then drove down to Bristol to play with C...
More uncharacteristic activity included watching my first-ever Eurovision Song Contest,- getting very excited when a totally bizarre group of monsters (reputedly Klingons) from Finland won with a song called Hard Rock Hallelujah. Still wondering how to work them into a sermon...
In contrast, Big Brother left me utterly cold. No entertainment value whatsoever, and not much of anything else either...but perhaps I'm attacking it from the wrong angle?
Then, this morning, I OVERSLEPT and it didn't matter a toss. Wonderful.
And we ate almond croissant and watched (finally) Brokeback Mountain. Rather lovely,- though I do have a fondness for happy endings, which was clearly never going to be satisfied here.
Meanwhile, it rained and galed outside and I didn't feel I ought to be doing anything at all. Highly satisfactory,- can't remember when I last had a Sunday like thi!.
C, you are a wonderful friend to spend a holiday with. Thank you.
Can't imagine the rest of my leave will live up to these standards, but it's something to aim for!