Monday, February 28, 2011

Home again.

Home again, home again jiggety jig. Well perhaps not quite like that, more like, 

A taxi.
A train.
A train.
A plane.
A plane.
A train. 
A train .
and a car.

It's oh so good to be home, I was like a child as I walked from room to room checking everything out. Looking at the new things Pampa had done while I was away. He tiled the kitchen, fitted a new double glazed window in our bedroom, mended the bed that had wobbled precariously for a while. Stopped a leak in the porch and re-placed the roof lining. He enjoys doing these things while I'm away, no one to complain about the dust and mess. He does clean up beautiful before I arrive back, confessed he'd been washing the kitchen floor at 5am to get it nice and shiny for me. Bless him xxxx

The sun shone and these pot of daffs stood on the chest of draws by the window. Who could ask for a better welcome home.


Rose said...

Hello Pippa! Glad to hear that you are safely home with sun shining in your window.

Rose said...

PS You still have Aussie time on your blog. :)

Anne-Lise at Rag, Tag, Bobtail said...

The daffodils make me long for spring!Thanks for a glimpse of it :)
I think it will be a while before I see anything in the garden - we have so much snow.

Kath said...

What a wonderful Husband! When I come home, it's just to be greeted by a big pile of washing LOL

J-in-Wales said...

Awww. What a lovely welcome home.
Glad you got home safely.