Wash day. Kev caught Mariola trying to get her clothes in before him. He told her she would have to wait until ours was done. Crafty sod knows full well its our day, but continues to try and get in before us... She only has to wait until around 11, and like Kev says she is over every other day. We are certain she is doing her daughters washing. She even had the nerve to ring the doorbell later on in the afternoon, asking Kev if he knew who else goes over on a Wednesday as some of her washing powder had been used. She is a bloody nuisance, if you ask me, and its a good job its Kev deals with her because I would lose my temper.
It's been scorching hot the last couple of days, so we kept the curtains closed the chillers on and stayed in doing very little, but drink loads and watched Crime dramas. I finished my page early morning and even though I had a parcel from Art from the Heart, I didn't play with the contents as it was way to warm to be at my desk.
As the dusk fell we had a bit of a move around on one or two of the shelving so that we could display some of the cute Halloween figures that we've purchased recently.
Willow has been sensible as always tucked up in her bottom bunk where its coolest. Later on in the evening she emerged as the sun went down, clever girl.
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