A very quiet weekend in which it rained and blew

So following last weekend's hectic schedule (well, it was hectic if you include watching a great deal of television coverage, amongst the other running around), this weekend was pleasantly peaceful and we really did very little.

We did go to the Friends' of Bishops' House AGM, partly because Tabitha was up for election to the committee (she was recently co-opted but this was her first proper election) and partly to see if any of the, erm, Dissenters would cause trouble (they didn't - but it fascinates me that such a new group could have created a very small posse of political agitators and dissenters already!!!). The meeting was at 7:30, so we went for another delightful early dinner at the Bishops' Coffee House before the meeting. An absolutely delicious Caribbean roast chicken for me and beef curry for The Builder.

It rained quite a lot over the weekend.  And there was lots of wind. And the temperature plummeted so we put the heating back on. We did a very little gentle shopping. The weather cleared up a bit on Sunday so we managed to get out into the garden and up onto the allotment. The Builder watched the Grand Prix. We ate a bit and drank a bit and pottered about. I made a start of clearing up the spare room, and managed to create a high level of disorder but not much else.

And that was it really. Very quiet, comparatively speaking!

Poor Tony has ophthalmic shingles and doesn't feel very well and has a horrible pain in his head and a very, very nasty rash over his eye and head. Fortunately, however, the optic nerve doesn't seem to be damaged. He is taking industrial strength pain killers and plenty of Scotch.

Freyja has gone to deepest, darkest Oxfordshire to take part in something televisual. She still hasn't heard from the Letting Agent but seems to have taken over the room in the house anyway.

Austin and Kaori are counting down to the arrival of their ankle-biter which is due in a couple of weeks

Tabitha's birthday is tomorrow. And Cally has not only learned how to walk independently but also how to scoot about at speed.

And The Builder's son-in-law, his dad, cousin and a mate are on a motor cycle tour of parts of France and appear to be eating some rather nice seafood (not jealous at all, oh,no,no). They seem to be having better weather than the south of England is.

Otherwise, I don't think anyone is doing anything particularly interesting :-D