This morning we were down at Daughter 2's Edinburgh flat again, having her oven cleaned - why anyone would want to clean ovens for a living, who knows? but hurray for them. (In fact it's quite a good living, that's why. He earns much, much per hour than I did as a teacher. But I'd still rather be a teacher.) And Mr L reassembled the dining table that the tenants disassembled - this has required much more skill than it sounds, since it was in lots of bits, with no instructions as to how these went together - it has a fold-out leaf and complicated legs. He's been working on the base for some days at home. Anyway, now it's a table again. And he hung the last lot of new curtains. Hurray for him too. I, meanwhile, faffed about arranging bedspreads and cushions (from our house) on beds and plants and ornaments (from our house) on shelves. Much more fun.
And then we came home and these little people were here, having arrived before us (with their dad).
Biggest Granddaughter and I went to the reopened playpark.
"This is the adventurous life I like," she said. (Those are her legs. She's really quite high up. I'm glad she could get down because I would have had difficulty rescuing her.)
Big Grandson was too busy with his Brio to come with us. Each to his/her own. He doesn't seek the adventurous life. Me neither.
From tomorrow, we're officially allowed to cuddle them!! Sadly, though they're still not allowed into our house apart from to visit the bathroom.
We can now go into a pub, a shop or a restaurant; we will soon be able to go to the hairdresser... but the family still can't come into the house for a socially-distanced visit. Can't quite see the logic... .
(Daughter 1 points out that it's in England that people can go into pubs at the moment, not here. Not being a great pub-goer, I wasn't paying enough attention to the differences between England and Scotland. But we can go into shops.)
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