Of dust and men...weekending

Another week of dust and men, including one who found sanctuary with us for a few hours after his car collided and did a 360 degree turn, just outside our front door. Thankfully no one was hurt. Poor thing, he was shaken up and I don't think his beautiful car will live to see another day. The men left for the weekend, but the dust remained. 

It feels like progress. Everything is changing for the good...I think. Each time a job is done there are a million decisions to make and another ton of dirt.

My lovely new neighbour...who I think is an angel in disguise...rescued me one afternoon when the drilling and detritus overwhelmed. She took me here and here. Treated me to scrumptious afternoon tea here.  We treated ourselves to rusty olive/grape bins. Soon filled at the weekend with a bargain half price tree from here. A pretty Photinia,'Little Robin' (red robin or Chirstmas ahem, that should be Christmas berry) with sweet cherry coloured tips. I hope our chubby little robin red breast will come sit on it.

Squeezed in-between brushing and mopping I stole time to read a whole newspaper, sneaked a few pages of this and watched my talented nephew Josh's film debut. He really nailed the North Lancashire accent and he can act.There's quite a bit of swearing but it's appropriate to the plot so please excuse if you get to watch it. 

So that was how my week ended...how about yours?
debx

joining karen for weekending

weekend :: food and new friends...Abergavenny food festival...

...another runaway day...an invitation to cross the border and explore a new location...arriving early before the madness, to try some amazing arabic food and fig ice cream, discover an awesome art shop and even spot this cool foodie (that I have a bit of a secret crush on) chatting merrily next to me, a head above everyone else...

in his words..."love and elderflowers"...

debx