Spent yesterday trying to tie up odds and ends about the week away. Was bought lunch by Romy's very kind brother and sister in law. Romy looking fit after her short holiday, but had lost her specs which were washed away by a giant wave.
Telly people rang again about my shoe size. I have entirely the wrong clothes for the oldies holiday - all sleeveless tops and dresses and it looks as though it will be chilly and rainy, so will have to seriously rethink my packing at this late stage.
Poor Dorothy - in the middle of a very tense time at work a call came from our nice little flat in Spain to say that the new guy renting had been kept over an hour waiting to get in. However when he did finally get into the flat he said he didn't like it and flatly refused to leave until he had been returned his (non returnable) deposit! Of course this had been paid direct by Paypal to us in UK. Finally the poor guy who had let him in had to pay him out of his own pocket - it was either that or call the police to get him out! Dorothy is very cross, both with our meeting people for being late - and more particularly with the guy (not renting!) who it turns out was a pilot with Ryanair . I think I will give Ryanair a miss in the future. Air rage does not sound an attractive prospect. The meeting guys were really shocked at what happened. Perhaps they will turn up on time in future.
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