I haven’t had a chance to read any posts today, or to write any for my own blog. Apologies to all concerned.
I have been consumed with one of the most unpleasant aspects of the Christmas season, namely a ‘deep clean’ of the kitchen. I had to report for ‘Domestic Duties’ as my Call-Up papers had been served.
I was assured it had to be done, and as Julie was helping her daughter move house today, I thought I had better be the one to do it. I tried to give Ollie the job, but he was unable to work the spray pumps on the various cleaning fluids using his paws.
As we are eating out on the 25th, and have no visitors at all due to Covid-19, I did wonder what the fuss was all about. But it came under the heading of being ‘Completely ready for Christmas’. Apparently.
After crawling around cleaning skirting boards and doing the floors by hand, I now feel as if I have been run over by a small truck.
Hopefully, normal blog service will be resumed tomorrow.
Providing I am able to get out of bed that is.