We’re part way through moving house. In a very real way now that we haven’t been since we started. Last week, Monday I think, we received an offer on the house that we accepted. After a little tooing and froing we had a revision done and a formal acceptance out, hopefully, yesterday if our solicitors […]
Back to work. Like I said the other day, I had quite a bit of trepidation about going back to the office. Not the normal end of holiday feeling, something different that I can’t really describe. It was really like a deep desire not to leave the comfort and routine of my new family, but,
It had to happen. Today was the first day that Daddy abandoned his girls in search of the big city lights, fame and fortune. Well to go into work for the afternoon for a meeting that would be too difficult to reschedule.
So, it’s official, I’m now in charge of iSLI until at least July of next year. It was put to the board on Friday and they ratified my position as director. I’ve actually been in the role now for a month, and whilst it is a lot of work and there is a definite feeling
Summer it certainly is. We’ve had a great spell of even greater weather, with the mercury toddling up into the mid twenties (and no that’s not Farenheit, David) which is just way too hot for any human to endure for an extended period. Mrs. B., being a lizard, has been lapping up the heat, and
Wednesday was a strange and intense mixture of emotions; a feeling of anti-climax coupled with significant trepidation.
Nesting? Not, we’re working on finishing off the last few remaining bits of DIY in the house so we can get it listed. We just finished stripping 50 years of paint from six doors and frames and now they’re getting a nice clean coat of fresh paint. Looking much better and like new. Hope to
It was winter again last night. I looked out some time mid-evening and it was snowing quite persistently, but such small flakes that it wasn’t making any real inroads into covering the place. But, you know how it is when you’re a kid, if it’s snowing you’ve just gotta keep checking in case the mother
A good fall of snow for the capital. The best that I can remember since moving here, in fact.
After waiting since I was seven years old, when the snow was up to my neck and we had to run home lest we be buried in the blizzard, we’ve finally had a proper winter day again, yay! Britain has been buckling under the strain of up to 150mm (6″ in old money) of snow