There’s a problem with the boiler so we have no hot water; we have arranged for it to be fixed on Thursday. This presents us with hardly any problems because we don’t need the heating to be on. However the shower only has cold water. This doesn’t bother tough-as-old-boots James, but washing my currently fairly long hair in a cold shower is not much fun for me. So this morning I went for a swim at the sports centre so that I could use the showers there, and I will continue this until Thursday.
There’s a bit of good news about Flora; she has stopped hiding under the bed at Ullapool and has been wandering quite happily outside the cottage of her own accord. Finally she seems to be quite settled here. I don’t want to jinx it because I have thought this before and then she has regressed, but this is the second visit in a row that she has seemed happier here, so long may it continue.
Last night we watched the last two episodes of Neil Gaiman’s The Sandman. It has been very good indeed, very true to the books and with many very well known and some not so well known actors at the top of their game.
Ok I’ve cooled down now, I’m heading back outside to my hammock. But not to do nothing; I’ve started a new writing project and we shall see where it leads me.
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