Wow! That must be one of my longest blog titles for some time, if not ever.
On the way home from work, I called in on Sue at her place of work and suggested that, perhaps, a trip to The Griffin could be on the cards for this evening. This would be after work and after dinner which tonight would be Fish and Chips.
I finished my trip home, calling in to the local shop for mushy peas, and set about preparing dinner. A quick trawl through the freezers brought forth battered haddock and oven chips. I also pulled out a few little scallops.
Just after five, Sue arrived home and about ten minutes later was presented with a plate of fish (complete with lemon slice an a few of the scallops, pan seared in garlic oil), chips and a dollop of mushy greenness. I’m sure that’s how they’d describe it on Masterchef.
It was at this juncture, that I was alerted to Sue’s wet patch. The patch is a small area of ceiling half way down the stairs which to the touch feels damp. Oddly, there is nothing above it. No water pipes. No drains. Nowt. This will require further investigation involving the lifting of floorboards. At present I haven’t a scooby as to where any water is coming from.
Suitable sated, I drove us out to the pub noticing that the roadworks at Shustoke, which seem to have been there since time began, had gone.
Inside, I ordered coffee for the memsahib and a pint of some pale ale called Blonde. We adjourned to a table where Sue whips out her phone and spends the next fifteen minutes or so catching up on facebook.
Then, out of the blue, I am quizzed about my pensions and what I’m doing about them. When I am unable to give answers there and then, I feel as it I’m being given the cold shoulder so I drink my beer in silence before the drive home.
I dare say it is something that I’ve done or omitted to do but I feel decidedly in the dog house. I have left Sue with a peace offering of chocolate as I sit at the kitchen table writing this post. What started, in my eyes at least, as a good afternoon turned into a pretty shitty evening.