Tuesday, 10 March 2009

Our heating has been broken since Friday, but we have good landlords (for a change!), so the man came out to fix it today. Once he'd finished, I decided to wash some clothes; it's been impossible to get anything dry sans heating for the last four days. The husband had just returned from the shops, so I dragged him into the bedroom and ordered him to strip. He did so, looking happy, until he realised I just wanted to put a washload on. I bundled the clothes in the washing machine, added some of mine, and turned it on.
Our day continued: the husband played some online chess, I spent time discovering exciting new websites, and we had lunch. As the day progressed, the sunlight on the hills became more and more beautiful, until we could resist it no longer: we decided to go for a walk. I then had the bright idea of walking to the shop to buy some ginger wine (good stuff!). Thus ensued a frantic, round-the-house hunt for both of our wallets. In the end, being the laid-back people we are, we decided to give up on the wine idea and go for a walk through the forest, in the hope that the Wallet Fairies would have returned our belongings by the time we came home.
And return them they did, as soon as the husband opened the washing machine and took out his sopping wet trousers. Luckily there was no paper money in there, but I'll have to find a new Caffe Nero loyalty card.
In the words of the King of Simpson... D'oh!

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