Famous and Gorgeous

Brother and Son playing TV TV.

The Famous Brother has now gone back to SA. I am DEVASTATED.

Wee Housie upate

How so Jolly Homes and Garden am I?????

I have LOVED shopping for a whole new house.

Poor Hubby did give me a budget ....ha ha ha ha!

So the Wee Housie is looking just lovely.

We have foxes in the garden and Skippy and Hoppy the squirrels, and Dave the next door cat, never say there is no wildlife in the UK. (Dave did crap in the service alley which is not so good)

In the pic, I must admit, there is rain...but up until now we have been sitting out every night till 10 in sunlight.

Today has been really rainy with Flash Floods every hour...but I am happy because it makes the garden green.

Latest Sign

Hee Hee. But a bit mean actually...funny though!

This is on our station platform at Surbiton

Bed

It is really nice to be sleeping in a bed after spending 2 weeks on the floor/couch/bed settee.

After being Ms Smartie pants saying 'Oh I can sleep anywhere ' (which used to be true), now my back is knackered and I am truly going to have to go to a chiropractor.

Ooch Ouch,I am really like an old woman.

Oh...I am actually an old woman.

I am like a really sore old woman.

Ow OW Ow.

Wildlife

So Cool! We have foxes, they come into the garden really early in the morning...this means I actually only see them on a Monday morning when The Hubby goes to Dublin at 5.30

I know that foxes have a bad press at the minute since they ate those twins...but I have no problem, having no babies myself, and the next door neighbour has small children that are a bit loud at times so if the foxes chew them a bit I won't mind.

And we have squirrels that are so so sweet. And lots of birds.

Oh my goodness, I am almost in the country here.

The next door neighbours have a ginger cat called Dave that comes and visits.

I do so like it here.

So far.

Recycle

Darling Simon may be very happy that I am now suffering for my past sins.

They are recycling bevok here in Surbiton.

This is what I have.

A green box for tins, paper , plastic (not the lids) and bottles (not the lids)

A brown box for food (cooked and uncooked)

A white bag for cardboard.

A black bin for plastic and other landfill.

A brown caddy for inside , to be put into the brown outside bin. But with different bag inserts.

Garden waste has to be in a bio degradable green bag fetched every 2 weeks, same day as the landfill dustbin.

The other bins are emptied once a week on a Wednesday, but only to be put out an hour before collection.

The large amount of cardboard that I accumulated from buying lots of furniture, had to be collected by an independent agent (Dean) (£40) (twice)

Dean used to be a paparazzi and knows Paul Mc Cartney and said he is a total tosser and as tight as anything,

I didn't ask him how he got from knowing Paul Mc Cartney to picking up rubbish in Surbiton.

FUCK THE PLANET. I HATE RECYCLING

I have had to cut off labels, putting the plastic bit in the black bin, the cardboard bit in the white bag, the paper bit in the green thing.

The Hubby gets the whole deer in the headlights thing every time he has to throw anything away. So he just puts it all on the kitchen table . (£95 from Princess Alice Charity store, inlaid italian ceramic tiles)

Surbiton Bliss

I am aware that I have not blogged for ages....but I have been VERY BUSY.

Moving is hard work.

Never mind, all is lovely now, the wee housie looks marvellous.

Apart from when The Hubby came home for the weekend and bought The Biggest TV in the world, with a million cables, thus totally fucking up my nice lounge.

Still and all, it is a really nice TV with all the TV stuff that matters. The Hubby kissed it goodbye as he left for Dublin. I think he will miss it more than he will miss me.

And on the 17th, my coffee table arrives and I will be able to hide all the cables.

It is nice here. We can walk to the river, walk to the station, walk to the shops. In South Africa these would all be Very Bad Things, but here they are Very Good Things.

How odd.