Good delivery day. My Minnie Mouse Vampire flameless candle came from Shop Disney. We first saw them on one of the live streams that we watch from the parks in Florida. Only theirs looked plastic and this one was resin.
She really is pretty and has tiny fangs and a bat shaped cape. If we were going to the parks this Halloween it's the one thing I would've bought. I will seriously have have a cull of some of my older pieces. I have some that I love and will only part with them when oblivion calls. But some we have had a long time and have seen better days. I'll wait until after the Halloween party so we can use them as decor on the night then they'll either get sold off or donated to a charity shop.
We will see. We've also culled the crockery. I'm a bugger for buying mugs. Especially Emma Bridgewater, but I've been good this year and not bought any. The only things we've replaced is the bowls I bought on Tuesday and we did need those.
The weather is very changeable at the moment, one minute very Autumnal the next a heat blast like mid summer.
The virgina creeper is slowly turning red, it would have been fully red by now but the bloody gardeners butchered it right back to the sticks. So all the new growth is still mainly green. Now there are two reasons for them cutting it back both very possible. One the gardeners are incompetent ( and as they've broken our ornaments before, we know that's likely) clever enough to hide what they've broken. Or one or a couple of neighbours complained that it was overgrown, and instead of coming to us told the gardeners to chop it back. That is also possible given the moaners we live near. And not just no.4 as we hear them complaining about how much stuff Mariola has outside. Mind you, she doesn't exactly help herself, putting swing seats and benches that she doesn't use on the communal ground next to her bungalow.
Strangely enough, Mrs I work 12 hours had a wooden bed frame outside hers for over 8 weeks, no-one said a word, but you could guarantee if it was ours they'd be round to the super like lightning to complain. We didn't though, because that's not who we are, Kev moans and rants, like he does about things, but would never make an official complaint about anyone unless they were being dangerous or acting suspicious. Sad people they really are. That's why we keep to ourselves mainly, we speak and are pleasant. But I personally don't trust any of them. We remember all to well how unfriendly they were when we first moved here. I neither forgive or forget, I've not got dementia or am I Jesus.
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