Is it really Monday?

Well today I found my halo, gave it a bit of a polish, got up early and did lots of work! Hurrah! And no, I'm not ill... technically I am only catching up on the work that should have been done WEEKS ago... Oh well, better late than never, ey? What else did I do today... the usual, walked dogs, cleaned house, watered plants, cooked tea etc.

I do have a little story to tell you all... this is about some very hardy goldfish... About 9 or 10 years ago, my mum and Mark (my (now ex) stepfather) went to a ball... on the tables there, as decoration, were (live) goldfish (I know). Anyway, feeling sorry for them, Mum and Mark rescued four of these goldfish and brought them back to our house in London. There the goldfish remained happy, until we moved house in 1997. Then, they were transported on the 4 1/2 hour journey from London to Devon... in an old orange squash bottle. Miraculously they survived. Even more miraculously, despite periods of definite neglect in terms of tank cleanliness... they lasted out the course at Kettlehouse (our first home in Devon). When we built on in 2000, a lake was built in the garden (goodness knows why... the diggerman just decided it would be fun one afternoon, I think.. that's Devon for you). Anyway, a while after this (huge) lake had been built, we decided to release the goldfish in it. Now until today, we had never thought those four little goldfish (Luke, Mary, John and Angelica) could possibly survived... then my Mum goes to visit the people who now live in our house, as Oscar had been there, playing with their daughter. The current owners inform her, not only have the goldfish survived... they have multiplied! There are now 13 goldfish! If that isn't an amazing story of survival, I don't know what is!

Sorry to bore you all with that folks! Hope you're all well, stay safe, love etc xxx