Had an interesting conversation with the window cleaner this afternoon. Other than that a very quiet day - it is a grey day and although not particularly cold it is not inviting out there so I have stayed in and done one or two chores.
My conversation with the window cleaner was about spiders. My bungalow faces SSW and NNE - SSW being the front windows from the sitting room and the kitchen, the back windows the bathroom and the dining room and computer room and bedrooms. This time of year when the sun begins to get low in the sky my sitting room is warm all day.
But when I go round with Priscilla into the back garden whe re the windows get no sun at all in the winter, I find that the wooden frames and window sills are absolutely festooned with gossamer threads of spiders' webs. They are really quite pretty but now that I don't walk easily I can't keep going round the back of the bungalow and wiping all the woodwork with a damp cloth so it really has to wait for a visit from the window cleaner.
I spoke to him today about it and he says it happens on all the window sills along my road. How strange is that?
The only other thing which happened is that the place where I am buying my new Hearing Aids rang to say that they are ready for fitting. Can't come soon enough for me as one of my existing ones has a permanent whistle. I have fixed up the mechanics of the operation with taxi drivers and synchronised it all with collection from school - I have to make sure the taxi can get there, wait and return before the school run. So soon I shall be whistle free I hope.
Spare a thought this evening for Gayle (two little square black dogs on my side bar) who has lost her beloved black cat. It is always sad to have to bear the death of a beloved pet - the price we pay for loving animals who have so much shorter lives than we do.
Until tomorrow dear friends.