A fun weekend ahead...
Saturday morning I've got Winworth's coming round to do a valuation of our flat. Since we've had it "done up" I keep meaning to find out what it's worth. So it's time to run round with the Dyson and dust the knick-knacks. Oliver's promised to be on his best behaviour. The way cats do.
Later on we're off to my brother's for the night. Should be a right laugh. I've got a Pop Quiz all lined up ready to go. I've been working on it for the last few days. This one is my fifth. It's an Eighties quiz - as people of a "certain" age seem to prefer that era. I expect David and Dave could eat it for breakfast but you're got to keep it simple when there's family involved. If anyone gets less than 20/20 they'll be tears before bedtime I know it.
I had to turn down an offer of going to a new leather/rubber club tonight (boo! hiss!) with my friend Adrian. That's because the estate agent (see above) is coming @ 11:30am. Cow.