A viewing - by heck

So of course we had our viewing.

The director of operations was away, off being hurled round the offshore islands in a huge RIB with about 500 gee gees prodding it along. This is exactly what I would call fun and she would call hell so naturally she went and I stayed and showed the viewees round.

He was keen she was towards the icy side of cool. No need to speculate over the result then, his masters voice will tell him what to do.

They certainly viewed the view though. 2 hours, fairly usual, they stay all day then go away.

Naturally with management and nearly everyone else not here it was an ideal chance to take my two daughters out for lunch.

Well, it would have been; suspisciously close to lunch time, Serenity my step daughter arrived and she just happened to have her four children with her and they looked seriously hungry.

She didn't stop though. as soon as she realised the cafe was closed, errr her mother was not here, away she went. There was no conversation really, she got back into the car and she was gone.

So the girls and I got to go out and enjoy a pleasant afternoon in the local hostelry. Branwen was defeated by a chicken madras, Bethan gamely stood in and went a multiple selection of hues as the ferocious curry ravaged her taste buds.

Of course the viewees are down for the weekend and may want to come and see the house again. So we cannot return it to a normal lived in state. Everything is missing hidden and lost, indiscriminately bundled into cupboard and drawer, sorting this tidy out could take weeks, months even.

I don't think I can take many more viewings.

R