Not quiet. Busy.

Have I really not blogged since Thursday?

That simple fact makes it sound as if I’ve just got bugger all to do but that’s so not accurate.

So here, condensed in to one post, is everything that’s happened since Janet and I wrote our combined, alcohol-fuelled post on Thursday night.

* I was the perfect gentleman (stop laughing!) and escorted her home. Took one look at where she lives and told her to move out Right Now.

* Spent Friday physically, by telephone and/or email knocking on doors of various Important People in London, trying to get them to Wake Up and Smell The Coffee.

* Opened my post when I got home and got absolutely horrified/terrified in equal measures to discover that I had entered Cleobury Mortimer Horse Trials weeks and weeks ago. My immediate feeling was that neither Vin nor I are ready. But as I chewed things over I felt that perhaps Vin is ready – just not me! I decided to speak to little Karen about it later.

* Drove to the yard and schooled Vin (we’re still on Friday evening here). Kind of invited everyone at the yard to a leaving meal at the Chinese in the next village. Chatted to Karen about Cleobury, said I think Vin was ready but I’m not and – as I’m not going to have an opportunity to ride him after the weekend until next Saturday, and the competition is the day afterwards – probably not going to be ready! So a cunning plan formed as I went through all of these things with her… and I asked her if she’d like to school him during the week and then take him round Cleobury for me. She thought about it, said she’d sit on him this weekend and we’d see. I felt chuffed.

* Drove home via the chippy (gasp!), only just beat Soph home (it being one of her late evenings), kissed, cuddled, hugged, went to bed, watched Big Brother, fell asleep.

*Got up early (Saturday now, ok?) did morning things and drove to the yard. Got Vin in. Karen set up a course of showjumps in the arena while I groomed and tacked Vin up. Karen got on, worked him in on the flat then jumped the fences individually then as a course. Vin’s gone back to being green-but-honest. She said she’d school him for the week but would probably take him around Cleobury on Sunday for me. Yay!

* Drove home, showered, podcasted, went to bed (blush!). Got up and left the house around 17.00, drove to the in-laws where we gave Sister-in-Law her birthday present, ate a very good vegetarian lasagne, drank tea and felt full. Went to bed late, made later because I had a bit of a mood dip.

* Got up (Sunday now) eventually after hugs, kisses and little bits of rudeness. Then I ran BI reports and produced podcast database stats for The Razorbax, Danny Rhymez and Matty B and Earth Calling Alice – Barkerhound will get theirs next week. Then we both went to Morrisons where the all-day breakfast did Good Things. Then I drove to the yard and schooled Vin while Soph walked home and cleared a load of her podcasts. At the yard I took the piss out of young Laura while everyone else wanted to know what Vin’s new home was like. And later, groomed and put Vin back out I exchanged much banter with Danni who hacked back in the pouring rain looking like a contestant in a wet T-Shirt competition.

* Got absolutely soaked putting Vin out. Drove home scraping the condensation off the windscreen – the car blowers aren’t up to the job of the amount of moisture I’d brought in!

* Walked in to the house and marvelled at the packing that Soph had done while I’d been out. Had a long hot shower and decided how I’m going to format a future podcast (the one that will be published on the morning of our move). Shaved, brushed teeth. Wrote this post whilst chatting to Soph about what the evening has in store (a film then bed and maybe an episode of Angel) and discussing tea.

* Umm…

* I think that’s about it really.

* Bit busy, as you can see.

B.