We had a great trip out from Kingston. Most people turned up and we took two coaches there. The boat arrived fairly quickly and we had about half upstairs and half downstairs. They had laid the tables for lunch so no one had to move for this. The boat was the biggest from Turk's, and very comfortable. The weather was pretty decent, quite windy but not too cold and only one short shower, otherwise sunny and the trees looked beautiful changing colour. The lunch was perfect and the staff very helpful. I think we should do this again, as it is a lovely trip. I was absolutely exhausted when I arrived home though.
Some texts from Barcelona requesting bank details etc, hopefully to pay in rather than take out money. Dorothy is also seeing a selling agent, so I may not have a little flat in Spain for much longer. Perhaps it won't sell. However if Dorothy were to save the 12k p.a. paid for the mortgage on my London flat, they could have pretty luxurious holidays every year anywhere they liked, rather than having to go to Barcelona and fix things there. Something is always broken or missing and has to be replaced, so it can't be much of a holiday.
I spent ages in the bath this morning watching reflections from collections of bubbles against the side of the bath. When you burst them they create very bright reflections like flowers with feathery edges. It's my tiny mind again - I spent hours as a child watching raindrops fall down the window glass and betting secretly on which drop would reach the sill first. A bit sad really.
The cleaner was due to come today. Hid the teapot. Wonder what else has been broken?
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