Weekend

It was our turn for a care weekend at Stella's place. So on Saturday morning Lindsey and I did the usual rounds of the Mushroom farm and the Elaine Farmgate shop, then Jim and I got ready, bade Brandy and Whiskey a fond farewell and trundled down to Mount Martha.

On Thursday we had been visited by a locksmith who had come to put some digital locks on our doors. Not long after he had arrived and while he and I were discussing what needed to be done, the front doorbell rang.  It was a lady from down the road who had come to ask the locksmith if he would call into their place when he had finished at ours and look at something for her. She must have thought that she had mightily inconvenienced us (she hadn't) because while Lindsey and I were out collecting the cats, she had turned up at our place with a pie and an apple strudel from the local bakery as a thank you gift.

We didn't know what kind of pie it was but it was covered in sesame seeds, which suggested that it was a savoury pie of some sort. So we took it to Mount Martha with us and had it for Saturday dinner.  The pies from the local bakery are always very nice - but we were a bit surprised to find that it was a curried chicken pie and that the curry sauce was quite spicy. The curry sauce in chicken curry pies is usually very mild and a bit sweet. Stella is not much into spicy food so only ate the pastry. And the scalloped potatoes and veg. Jim and I do not mind mildly spicy food so ate the filling as well.

Lindsey checked up on Brandy and Whiskey on Sunday morning and found all was well, although they had eaten all their biscuits and the rug in the lounge room was all bundled up. We had a quiet and peaceful morning in Mount Martha doing useful things and preparing a Sunday roast. No curry sauce this time! We remembered that the clocks had gone forward and changed all the clocks that needed changing - except for the microwave clock which I entirely forgot about.

Then we went home and changed all our clocks as well (including the microwave which I had now remembered!)

Brandy and Whiskey are settling in nicely, although Whiskey is incredibly curious about what might be behind any door which is closed. This is not such an issue if it is the door leading, say, into the study.  It is more of an issue if it is the door leading into the garage or, worse, outside! We have to be very careful if going through any of those doors. But they are becoming quite friendly and fairly adventurous. Although Freyja was right when she pointed out that we had got used to living with an elderly cat and that the energy levels of kittens and young cats are surprisingly high.

Three boys, sleeping

My new Working from Home colleagues 

I don't think they're going to be very productive, though!