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Jul. 4th, 2016 04:43 pmSome good news. Kayleigh has a house!
Unlike the last one that fell through she actually has the keys for this one and will be paying rent from tomorrow. I'm so happy for her -- and me I have to admit, because finally I can see an end to the endless loop of complaints from mam about Kayleigh's cats, Kayleigh being in the big bedroom, Kayleigh not doing any housework etc.
Last week I went to Blackwell Grange hotel with James, Pauline, Pauline's daughter, SiL and granddaughter. It was only an overnight stay but I very much enjoyed it. Included in the price was tea and cream scone when you first arrived, a two course dinner with a glass of wine and full english breakfast, all of which was delicious. Especially the chicken parmo, which I want to eat again right now.
You may remember me saying how the hotel has a pool and I was worried about wearing my costume in front of people. Well, I did, and went swimming. Though the pool itself was really small and got crowded when more than three people tried to swim. No mention was made about my legs, though Pauline did ask if I wanted her to dry my feet for me before I put on my shoes. But that was covered as strangely, even at my heaviest I've always been able to touch my toes easily.
The only down side was there was no mixed changing room so I could help James get dressed after, which meant he had to crawl along to the public sitting area and wait for me to get dressed and help him put on his leg. Thankfully he left his swimming shorts on and we got fully changed in our hotel room, because otherwise we'd have been stuck. When we were checking out the receptionist asked if things had been fine and we mentioned that, and the manager came over and said someone should have made sure the male changing room was empty so I could nip in and help James, and they'd make sure the leisure people would be told that.
Otherwise all was great, especially as on the night we were there a local school was having their prom so we got to see all the girls dressed up to the nines and the boys in the suits. I don't have many photos but here's a wonky one of me and James in the gazebo.
The day after I went with James to Zizzi's for a leaving do/meal for one of his work mates. There were at least 70 people there and the only one I knew was James, and as it was noisy, and we were sat at long tables in lines it was really hard to talk to anyone, so I mostly sat like a spare part. Plus, we got stung with someone deciding that everyone should put in the same amount to cover the bill. Which is fair enough when you decide that in advance, but not so much when, like us, you only have one course and a diet coke and end up putting in extra money to cover the people who had starters, desserts, and bottles of wine.
On Friday Pauline bought us a a bird bath as a wedding present. It's so lovely and of course, being for the garden is a nod to dad.
Other than that, not much is going on. Corey is back in Newcastle for his cleaning job. Nanna is still the same, James has a new shiny black leg, I'm still swimming loads, and GoT kicked ass to the end.
Oh, and Gleb has left Strictly! Woe. Not a surprise as he has form of doing so, but what am I going to do when I can't watch his pretty face and laugh at his ever inflating ego. No more Gleb specials. I say again. Woe! I'd also say I hoped he'd do a special on celeb Masterchef but that means thinking of Gregg, and just. No!
Unlike the last one that fell through she actually has the keys for this one and will be paying rent from tomorrow. I'm so happy for her -- and me I have to admit, because finally I can see an end to the endless loop of complaints from mam about Kayleigh's cats, Kayleigh being in the big bedroom, Kayleigh not doing any housework etc.
Last week I went to Blackwell Grange hotel with James, Pauline, Pauline's daughter, SiL and granddaughter. It was only an overnight stay but I very much enjoyed it. Included in the price was tea and cream scone when you first arrived, a two course dinner with a glass of wine and full english breakfast, all of which was delicious. Especially the chicken parmo, which I want to eat again right now.
You may remember me saying how the hotel has a pool and I was worried about wearing my costume in front of people. Well, I did, and went swimming. Though the pool itself was really small and got crowded when more than three people tried to swim. No mention was made about my legs, though Pauline did ask if I wanted her to dry my feet for me before I put on my shoes. But that was covered as strangely, even at my heaviest I've always been able to touch my toes easily.
The only down side was there was no mixed changing room so I could help James get dressed after, which meant he had to crawl along to the public sitting area and wait for me to get dressed and help him put on his leg. Thankfully he left his swimming shorts on and we got fully changed in our hotel room, because otherwise we'd have been stuck. When we were checking out the receptionist asked if things had been fine and we mentioned that, and the manager came over and said someone should have made sure the male changing room was empty so I could nip in and help James, and they'd make sure the leisure people would be told that.
Otherwise all was great, especially as on the night we were there a local school was having their prom so we got to see all the girls dressed up to the nines and the boys in the suits. I don't have many photos but here's a wonky one of me and James in the gazebo.
The day after I went with James to Zizzi's for a leaving do/meal for one of his work mates. There were at least 70 people there and the only one I knew was James, and as it was noisy, and we were sat at long tables in lines it was really hard to talk to anyone, so I mostly sat like a spare part. Plus, we got stung with someone deciding that everyone should put in the same amount to cover the bill. Which is fair enough when you decide that in advance, but not so much when, like us, you only have one course and a diet coke and end up putting in extra money to cover the people who had starters, desserts, and bottles of wine.
On Friday Pauline bought us a a bird bath as a wedding present. It's so lovely and of course, being for the garden is a nod to dad.
Other than that, not much is going on. Corey is back in Newcastle for his cleaning job. Nanna is still the same, James has a new shiny black leg, I'm still swimming loads, and GoT kicked ass to the end.
Oh, and Gleb has left Strictly! Woe. Not a surprise as he has form of doing so, but what am I going to do when I can't watch his pretty face and laugh at his ever inflating ego. No more Gleb specials. I say again. Woe! I'd also say I hoped he'd do a special on celeb Masterchef but that means thinking of Gregg, and just. No!
