Bear blog

Friday was all about scary foreign films, seeing random people, and having curly toes. There were blankets and cushions and screaming girlies, skittery fingernails on floorboards, toilet related deaths, too much pizza and dubious sex scenes. Oh, and just in case you were wondering, you know fuck all about vampires.

Saturday was all about seeing Rod in a shirt and tie (tee-hee), letting parents do the majority of the work, and a trip to Halfords. There was wallpaper, a dirth of skill on my part, fat hairy men, and an unearthed garden. Having hoped to have got the hall/landing/stairs all nicely wallpapered and ready for painting, I was a little disappointed in our progress. But I've learnt many things. Like plumb lines are funny, and wallpaper makes me swear. The garden, however, is looking magnificently like a garden after Pete's dad took his northern prowess at hacking and slashing to it. There's even edging on the lawn.

Sunday was all about looking at our new garden and deciding that a barbeque was a much better idea than carrying on with the wallpapering. There was an abundance of food, an abundance of people, my first trip to the park, success with boomerangs, and gooey marshmallows. We saw Matt and Sarah, which was very nice, Lizzy and I threw things at each other very poorly and failed to catch them and once again, Pete and I went shopping for a barbeque and bought enough food to last us a month.

Monday was all about deciding that it wasn't worth doing any wallpapering at all until the new windows are put in, and pedalling pedalling pedalling around Rutland Water. There was an horrifically annoying number of people walking/cycling/standing around where I wanted to be riding, an horrifically annoying number of people without the least sense of spacial awareness or common curtesy, way too many hills for somewhere that's supposed to be flat, and a pair of rather achey legs at the end of it all. The sun was shining though, and Alby was good company in between his bouts of speedily dashing off ahead for no apparent reason. I slept well last night, at any rate.