Up The Farway Tree

Time Flies

Where is the time going?  I could have sworn it was only a week since I last blogged...

Last weekend we went to Jennifers 30th birthday drinks in Edinburgh, which was a great night.  We were waiting on the live band to come for ages so eventually me, Claire and Fiona (Claire's sister in law) got up to dance, despite the fact no one else was.  Sometimes it just has to be done.  On Sunday we had dinner and mum and dads because Anne and John were up visiting, so that was nice to have plenty time for a catch up.

There has been significant progress on the tree since I last blogged.   The men turned up to start cutting it up on Tuesday and were there all day but still had to come back on Wednesday to finish off,  The root stump still has to be ground down but we knew that was going to be done separately anyway.   It means we have been able to open the hut door at least and we now need to start taking everything down.  Andrew has spent most of today taking the greenhouse apart and trying to clear the site.  We then have to empty the hut and take that down before they new shed and greenhouse are delivered.  Maybe we will be finished by Christmas...

Seb has not been very happy about the tree being removed.  The first day he saw them through the patio doors and was most unimpressed!  He spent all afternoon moping around with his tail down, and sighing loudly every 5 minutes.   When I put his dinner out he put his paw into the bowl and mixed it around, before pulling half of it onto the floor, then lying in the middle of the mess looking depressed.  It was a kind of  "I am so depressed I can't even eat."

When I eventually let him out he realised that the branch going up to the shed was still there at this stage, so he was right up there climbing out to the end of the sawn off branches.  He was rejuvenated and celebrated by coming back in and polishing off the dinner he couldn't eat 10 minutes earlier..

We had a nice afternoon today having afternoon tea at Devonshire Gardens (very posh!)  Dad had won the voucher at our Masquerade Ball last year and gave it to me to use.  We got those tiny sandwiches and lots of cakes, which we made a very good effort at polishing off :-)