Sunday: 08.31

We Are Up.

Yeah I know. How random is this?

We are up in a ‘both been awake since 07.15, both had breakfast, Soph’s showered and dressed and I’m going to be too in a minute’ kind of way.

We did the ‘pre-move’ yesterday; from Worcestershire to Oxfordshire.

I guess today we’re doing the ‘post-pre-move’; taking a few more things down in the car, tidying up down there, faffing about – in a kind of good way.

I’m still trying to get my head around the fact that it’s (now) 08.35 Sunday morning and We Are Up – and all without the aid of an alarm.

I’m also trying to get my head round the fact that when we got back from Oxfordshire last night our neighbours were having sex on their couch with the curtains wide open.

How come people start doing something interesting around here the weekend before we move away?


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4 Responses to Sunday: 08.31

  1. Sally says:

    You’re moving! Wow. I’ve obviously got a lot of catching up to do. When? Why?

  2. froggywoogie says:

    It was a polite way from your neighbours to say goog bye…

  3. Citronella says:

    Why does it has to be for the first time in months that I spend my Sunday alone that I have to hear two different sets of neighbors having loud sex? Or maybe it’s just some lonely dudes watching porn with the sound way up to make us believe they have a sexual life?

  4. Brennig says:

    Sally: a big Hi and Welcome (back). When? Next weekend. Why? It’s a long story… 🙂

    FW: It’s just typical. Nothing around here for years and the weekend before we move out our neighbours start to get interesting. I’ve blown the dust of my video camera.

    Citronella: If there was bad backing music, they were watching porn. If there wasn’t it was the real thing. Or so I’m told. 🙂