The weather has been quite balmy the last couple of weekends. I have been to a few boot sales recently. I went to one in Huntingdon and did quite well, although at one stage I was eyeing someone selling anti-depressants. I won a raffle they had there, the prize was £35, so the depression disappeared. Last Saturday I found a boot sale in St Ives, so Liz and I went along, just after seven in the morning. We got a nice shady spot on the field where it was and did a nice little trade, we cleared over £50, so were quite happy, having spent a constructive Saturday. I went to the boot sale in Huntingdon on Sunday and when I got home Liz told me we had to go and see Brenda in Aldwincle, she had her eleven week old grandson there, so much for a few beers and a nice braai, what is it about women and babies? We finally got home at about eight, and boy did that beer taste great! Who knows what next weekend will bring, an auction for one thing, but what next?
Robyn is now in SA, we know, she phoned us on Friday night to ask for directions, talk about ET! She must have found her way, because there were no headlines in the SA press about lost Brit tourists. The pond has finally been completed, after umpteen years. The fish are all in their new home and undergoing intensive training. They have to learn to come when people get near their home, and not duck under the lilies, it gets pretty crowded under them, at times, and the pond looks empty, talk about skittish. The cats now have a bit more of a challenge seeing them and their paws are not long enough to catch them. Mat and Louise have erected and arch, for the wedding, in the garden and Liz has moved some clematis under it, so hopefully it will be a riot of flowers in time for the wedding. There should be pictures of all this lot on the ‘picasa’ site by the time people read this.
