8th February 2018
The continuing white winter-wonder land stops a lot of fun taking place. The Kelli’s kitchen has become an extension of the workshop, the poor dogs have to overcome an obstacle course made up of furniture pieces every time they want to go outside.
There are two words that will guarantee me falling asleep every time, and no it is not Justin Hayward, it is Downton Abbey. Kelli and Greer settle down in the evening to watch several episodes. I never watched it when it was broadcast in the U.K but it has followed me to a different continent. The glamourising of the upper class in the nineteen twenties, and the under stair servants constantly cooking and serving those who constantly “have to go to London” drives me nuts.
Meanwhile in Bradford on Avon progress at the cottage is good, both the bathroom and the knock-through in the living room have been done. Next week the builders will tackle the fire place in the kitchen.
Another Lifetime to go 