With my mamouth trip on the horizon I took a long hard look at the house. My lodger Chris has his parents coming over when I am away, they will sleep in my bedroom. They are coming over from Australia and I am visiting their wonderful country.
I told Chris to tell them that it wasn't "The Ritz" I asked him if he had explained my ramshackled house....I don't want them to be disappointed. He knows the only rules are as follows...always use the chopping board...don't put anything on my new mantlepiece...and only use the back door because the front door sticks.
Time to roll my sleeves up and get down to some serious cleaning today I have planned it for ages and what happens? I get a postcard from the "Water Board" saying that my water supply is going to be interrupted big time today and I have lost the times that they are going to turn it off.
So it is going to have to be a bit of a spit and polish.....trouble is when I get under my bed I will probably come across long lost photographs and spend ages going "oh....and ah...."
gareth wrote...
Your house rules, you forgot one.
"Let anyone in who knocks the front door"
Funny that, anyone who knocks the front door is usually asked in under the assumption that everyone is welcome. I remember you opening the door saying "Come in" quite recently to a double glazing salesman.
Posted by: gareth | July 9, 2007 1:16 PM