Wednesday 30th December
So last night I went to bed at eleven feeling very relaxed until I put the light out and snuggled down and it was then that the cells started working overtime. I'd had a lovely day and something had jolted the brain into action. I'd removed one of the quilts so maybe it was a weight issue, but it was so mild last night that I even put my leg out of bed to act as a thermostat. I was awake at eight fifteen which again was abnormal for me and it was twelve degrees this outside this morning on my stick of centigrate and twenty degrees in. There were clouds in the sky and a hint of sun but that was about it, not so much global warming, I think the axis has tilted. UK with snow and me with positively glorious weather for the time of year.
I warmed up the remains of the can of baked beans and had them on toast for breakfast. I sat in the stairwell and by this time the sun had managed to escape the clouds and it was going to be a good one. There was quite a stiff breeze, a few leaves blowing about but nothing to write home about. I had a bit of a lazy morning but at twelve I went out to get rid of the household rubbish and the remains of the packaging from the new tiles that I'd bought. As I said it was breezy so I nursed the fire to make sure that nothing shot off to the hillside and only moved back to the top of the garden when all was safely down to embers with a lid covering the opening. I managed to put the bulbs that had been removed back into the tree stump on the terrace and put more compost on top of them and then set about emptying the large concrete flower container that I'd bought in Greece this year. It was much too heavy for me to move with the plants in it but I had visions of the frost getting into it and breaking it hence the cause of my activity. The main plants were two sun daisies that seemed to be surviving well so I got a large flower pot, repotted the sun daisies and the petunias are on the hillside, the compost is on top of the fuscia as extra protection and the pot is now inside the little house. Another job done and dusted and I remembered to water the plants in the little house, some of them were a little dry.
I was on to a call from the UK when I heard my cow-bell rattling and thought it might be the wind but no, it was two of my neighbours. Zelinger is a real sweetie, I'd delivered her Christmas bag yesterday and today she has to reciprocate and I wish that she wouldn't but she does. She came with my young neighbour that lives near to her and they demanded coffee so their needs were met and I fed them Bailey's biscuits, only one each from the goody bad from my daughter. I didn't tell them that they were laced with alcohol but they liked them. They left around four, another phone call to the UK, chicken and potatoes in the oven and I've just lit the fire before the temperature starts to drop. Nothing on the agenda so far for tomorrow, I've still got this feeling that I should go into Kardjali and buy some more of the tiles just in case and if the weather is good, I'll have an early start. Some good spells coming from the kitchen so I really should be making moves in that direction and throw another log on the fire. LN....It's good when the neighbours feel they can visit.....LN
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