Time flies; I`m grounded

All good here, if a trifle hectic. The not-so-distant nuptials are beginning to occupy more and more time, until there’s very little elbow room in my tiny universe. Between invites and suits and dresses and drinks and entertainment and honeymoons and rings and…. All the little things do add up!

Been on a booze cruise to Calais, and stocked up on aperitifs and toasting fuel, as well as something nice to wash down the dinner. The poor Alfa was loaded to the gunwhales, but she did well, and got us home in one piece. More importantly, the wine was in one piece too. I can confidently say that the white wine is quite delish; I’ll let you know about the red…

All change in our Dartford mansion; the nice chap who laid the foundation for our garden shed last summer turned up out of the blue and told us he was available for repairing the plaster on our extension and repainting the whole lot. And why not? Of course, no sooner had he started than the weather turned a bit grim, and now we’re left with the job half-finished and a garden full of muck and cement and sand and tools…. Never mind, it’ll all be over soon. And then we’re replacing the front door – although at this rate it’ll be after our honeymoon! Next up – replacing the windows. ETA: 2015…

My littlest sis Claire has taken herself off to the Big Apple for a bit of work experience – apparently her university course demands it. Well for some, I say! As far as I know, she’s settling in well, making friends (no surprise there) and having a whale of a time. Good luck to her.

Just got back from a whirlwind trip by Eurostar to Paris, setting out from the recently-opened Ebbsfleet International station on the high-speed rail link. What a trip – 2 hours to Paris, then settled in at our hotel, wandered around a bit, then went out for dinner. Our restaurant was a gem: Chez Fran├žoise, just off the left bank of the Seine. Excellent, unhurried service, with a full house of locals to recommend it, and great food to boot. Might go back there, if we can get the cheap Eurostar tickets again…

And now we’re plunging headlong into February; it seems like only last week I posted my Christmas messages, but time is definitely sprinting on. I had thought of being a bit political in my postings, but I think I’ll just carry on with my rambles for the moment. And no doubt you’ll be hearing from me again in late Feb, when I’m back from my adventures in Andorra. Yes, I’m going boarding again – and this time, I’m hoping to spend less time on my butt. We shall see.

(….What’s that? Time for my medication? Oh, alright then…)