There is nothing like the prospect of visitors to make one look in the corners for the gathering of dust, check on the store cupboard to make sure essentials are to hand, wash the dusters - this last one was prompted by my cleaning lady who suggested she wash them the other week!
The fact is that when one lives alone it is easy to let all these things slip as there is usually only yourself likely to see. (well the dog too of course but I don't suppose she cares for an instant as long as Pedigree chum in Jelly and Bakers complete arrive in her bowl at 4pm exactly (and yes, I am certain she can tell the time).
Morning coffee with the girls and a nice long chat over a cafatiere of Italian each. Then it was home home for lunch and today - in a fit of enthusiasm - I put on the oven and cooked myself scampi and a collection of veg (petit pois, carrot batons, baby sweet corn and broccoli). Now I am about to boil myself a couple of eggs for my tea. The amount of work I have done today - plus a nice long walk down the farm lane with Tess - means I have earned it - and in any case I am hungry. So I shall away to boil the eggs and have them ready to put on a tray so that I can watch 'Antiques Road Trip' in comfort. Have a nice evening.