two more sleeps

two more sleeps before the world cup kicks off.

two more sleeps in our lovely bedroom with its polished floorboards and brand spanking new built in wardrobe with sliding mirror doors, and built in shelves (photos to follow). it will be sad to leave it so soon after we have finished it. adam slaved away all weekend, and through to last night, measuring, sanding, sawing, filling, drilling and cleaning.

I was dragged out of bed on saturday morning to be put to work doing the painting - painting shiny white in the hot sun with a hang over. but at least adam brought me fish'n'chips 'n' a coke for lunch. we both got nicely sun burnt. it is way to hard to keep track of sunscreen when you don't need it for 10 months, and you move in that time. and who is that optimistic that you would stock up on sunscreen when it has been raining for a month?

the hangover was from a fun night at a Dylan Moran gig (the guy of black books with dark hair), followed by a quick trip to the tail end of Adam's football presentation night at the club. Ah, 18 year old boys and alcohol, a fabulous combination. plus a dj of the wedding variety to keep those conga lines going until the wee hours.

John, Adam's dad, arrives today, so the rest of the weekend was spent cleaning. you really notice how dodgy the furnishing are in our house is when you clean, and especially in comparison to our fabulous bedroom and the kitchen. Oh well, we’ll get round to it all one day.