Frosty when Kev went out to the bins before he travelled to work. You could see it on the community centre roof and the grass at the back of the bungalow. I didn't get up until nine, both me and Willow were content to snuggle under the covers.
I'd ordered a brushed cotton sheet to try and take some of the chill off the bed. It was supposed to come Friday, but was delayed due to the weather. It finally came about 4pm. Along with the smaller crock pot Kev had ordered. The one we had was massive and anything you cooked in it would go off before you got to the bottom of the bowl. So he got rid of that one and bought a smaller one. Much better for just us two. He made a veg soup for the weekend and there will be plenty for tomorrow too. It means he can leave it on low while he is at work and it will be perfect for when he comes in. He will also use it for Chilli and Curry and even Bolognasie ( without the pasta so it stays the right texture) but, that's easy enough to pop on separate, once he let's me know he is on the Cotgrave. He also ordered some lights for under the kitchen cupboards which switch on when you walk past, Quite useful, especially when you get up in the night for a drink. Even if it reminds me of the Michael Jackson video for Billy Jean ( lol)
He had a right to do at work over his holidays. He submitted what he had left twice now and they've rejected them. So he lost his temper. I don't blame him, as there was no reason to reject them, and he has got to have them before March. Bloody stupid. Anyway, he sat down with the one doing the schedules and sorted it. The only reason she didnt want to give them is she hasn't got anyone to cover. Well, sorry love that's not his problem and that is also what you get for cutting the staff back to the bloody bone. The place gets worse from what I have been told. I miss some of my workmates, but not the hassle.
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