I have been up since 4 this morning. Do not ask why. I have no idea, but I was so wide awake that I came downstairs and here I am, one cup of coffee and 2 hours later. Make that 2 cups. And a biscuit.
I did remember to watch the lunar eclipse last night, and the moon did indeed go red, I can report. It was such a clear night, and consquently, very cold , but at least we didn't have cloud.
David and I spent the evening with friends who live in a village in the north of the county. They had to have their boiler replaced a couple of weeks ago, and when it was taken out, a mountain of soot fell down the chimney and covered, and I mean COVERED the entire house. Every single thing in the house. Every room. Every cupboard. Everything. And even though the industrial cleaning company has been through the house once, it is still in the air, and will continue to settle for ages. Next come the painters. Horrendous mess. Not an ideal scenario to walk in on after a long day at work.
So - what have I been up to this weekend? I have played with the babes. Caught up with some friends. Had tea to celebrate a birthday. Flopped. Talked on the phone. Wandered around the blog world. Good stuff.
Now it is 6.30 am, and I do believe I will crawl back into bed and snooze. Or read a book. After 4 hours sleep, I am going to be a pleasure to be around by this evening.