Lovin' it

No, not McDonalds, wash your mouth out!

Life! Not everything is wonderful: economy, the fact that the kids will never be able to afford to leave home, the garden still full of Fahed's rubbish as the workshop refurbishment takes an eternity, the constant fight to make the house even a little bit tidy and so on into infinity.

But the good things are more than enough.

Holiday trip to the Crete house in a months time. Nearly three weeks away. Lots of work to do so that we can let the house out but also lots of fun to be had. First 10 days with just eldest son and his girlfriend and the a week with my parents too.

My dad has successfully had skin cancer removed from his cheek, his forehead and his back, also cancer successfully removed from his bladder and prostate. He has also been given some new anti interrogatories to deal with arthritis caused by a motor bike accident that he had in 1950 (when he drove his Royal Enfield into a tree after being a bit indecisive at a road junction - the reason none of the rest of us are allowed bikes). He is looking pretty good & considerably more perky of late.

Mum continues to also be a picture of health age 81 and is looking forward to her holiday and hasn't mentioned the 38degree temperatures that worried her when she was a mere lass of 60.

Ahdel continues to have plenty of work as his boss sells another boat. They have 9 months to build three catamarans. Some days he loves it and some days he hates it but pretty lucky to have work at all at the moment.

Jamal has another year at college and has realised it is possible to actually do some work at college since his friend was chucked out last year. He wants to be a fire-fighter with Hampshire Fire & Rescue. I expressed some concerns that he only wanted to do it because you can retire early however he looked suitable shocked and explained to me that it was about making a difference to people and having an interesting job. They can be taught!

My niece had an offer accepted on a house this week.£210k for a three bedroom end of terrace. The only good thing to come out of recession is slightly more affordable housing. Oh to live in a country when you can buy somewhere to live for less than £100k.

Jury is still out on whether I should be happy with the bigger picture. It is possible that Cameron (call me Dave) might not be the complete arse that I thought as he removed the teeth of the more batty side of the HSE, gets rid of a load of quangos and restructures the NHS. God bless the NHS by the way, without it we would be bankrupt (Fahed's heart condition,Ibs,gout, anxiety, depression...the list is endless) and my dad, with all his cancer problems, would be pretty skint too. In fact I will trade living in the land of cheap housing, wherever it is, for living in the land of the NHS.

I have been reading this block a lot lately and loving the creativity. I found it through this blog also rgeat for creative inspiration. Life is expanding all around me.

This morning the sun is shining and I am off to the shops with youngest son if he ever wakes up. Cleaning, laundry, all the usual things but nonetheless life is good.