I'm just allowing myself a quick blog while the kitchen floor dries. The great thing about being a teacher is that you get (for example) a fortnight's holiday over Easter to catch up with the chores. The less great thing is that, because of having lots of marking and stuff to do in termtime, you need it. I've just been moving things in my kitchen that have sat still for a while and discovering - oh, nothing that horrible - escaped sweetcorn kernels and such like. We have quite a big kitchen with lots of surfaces where people dump things that they plan to think about later, such as bank statements, offers for oh-so-special customers and forms that need complicated information such as National Insurance numbers. Well, it's all gone. My extremely tidy sister-in-law arrives tomorrow and my co-mother-in-law the day after, and the kitchen is inspectable. I just need to do the rest of the house this afternoon.
Not right now, though. I'm off to collect the wedding cake.
Just before I go, I'd just like to record that it's lovely weather here today. Not warm, granted, but the sun is shining springlikely from a cornflower blue sky. What are the chances of this persisting for the next four days, till Daughter 1's wedding day?
Really? That slim?