This morning we went for a walk in nearby Epping Forest which Wilf likes to visit as it's apparently the place his parents conceived him way back in 1959. His Mother apparently used to joke about his 'love of bushes' which was akin to his late Father apparently [Mr Norman snr passed away many years ago after he was attacked by a swan whilst canoeing along a river and subsequently drowned.]
We enjoyed a delicious lunch of homemade pasta with a cheeky glass of white wine; whilst we were relaxing on the sofa Wilf 'tried it on' again and I didn't really fight him off as I thought I may as well concede sooner rather than later. After covering the sofa with a handy throw to guard against any unfortunate stains Wilf heard a disturbance outside the window followed by the sound of his car alarm shrieking. He grabbed his jeans and ran downstairs only to find that the 'youths' had stolen his hub caps once again but had run off as soon as he shouted at them. "That's another £100 down the drain." he lamented when he returned. Luckily the loss from his vehicle had dampened his ardour for another day at least!
We're planning to watch BBC2's coverage of World Book Night tonight, I'm excited already! I received a strange telephone call from Mother earlier, she truly believes that the house is sinking, she noticed that when deadheading the camellia bush outside the kitchen window. I said that I'd contact a surveyor on Monday.
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