I teetered out of bed, fetched mugs of tea and bowls of cereal and we sat in the morning debris of our duvet-set, eating and drinking our way back to life. Cautiously.<\/p>\n
While we were eating I could hear one of the many bastard cats from hell that live in the parish making a terrible ‘come and get me big boy’ noise. I hurled open the bedroom window and hissed and spat like a big fucking angry cat-animal. The culprit shimmied out of the garden next-door and lept on to their garage roof from where it tried and failed to glare me to death.<\/p>\n
Then we bathroomed (me and Soph, not me and the cat, natch), dressed and kitchened and, in what seems to be on the cusp of becoming a habit, drove in to Witney and hit Costa for two take-away Latt\u00c3\u00a9s.<\/p>\n
Sans<\/em> cake though.<\/p>\n Then we headed in the direction of Stow-on-the-Wold and further afield, our ultimate destination being that corner of Herefordshire\/Worcestershire\/Shropshire where Sophie’s family live.<\/p>\n We drove straight to the pub where we would be eating, took our seats and, erm, ate. Then we drove to the parentals-in-law and watched television, dozed and ate some more. Ate quite a lot more actually.<\/p>\n Then we rolled out to the car and trekked the four squillion miles back to Oxfordshire where we eventually finished assembling the two-drawer filing cabinet. Yay!<\/p>\n We are now about to fall in to bed feeling completely (but unjustifiably) knackered.<\/p>\n Along the way home I took a number of phone calls.<\/p>\n We are selling Soph’s car.<\/p>\n I put an advert in Autotrader a couple of days ago. Since then the calls I’ve taken have been very worrying. Do we really allow people as stupid as these folk to drive?<\/p>\n If I say to someone “You can’t see it on that day because no-one will be there” and the person on the far end of the line tries repeatedly<\/em> to pin me down to a specific time on the day that we won’t<\/em> be there – a time when they can come and see it – how good, do you suppose, is their grasp of the rules of the road?<\/p>\n Anyway, bed beckons. I’ll try to catch up on comments and emails tomorrow; there are many to catch up on and I’ve been lagging behind.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I teetered out of bed, fetched mugs of tea and bowls of cereal and we sat in the morning debris of our duvet-set, eating and<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":13,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1480","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-stuff","two-columns"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/brennigjones.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1480","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/brennigjones.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/brennigjones.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/brennigjones.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/13"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/brennigjones.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1480"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/brennigjones.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1480\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/brennigjones.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1480"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/brennigjones.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1480"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/brennigjones.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1480"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}