Cloth Ears Lewis!

Hi all,

Well, I am ashamed to admit that the Lewis clan did not even surface until 9.00am this morning! I am utterly disgusted with myself but it is, indeed, a measure of how tired we all are. It's a 'good' tired though. Life is so busy. But busy in a proactive, constructive kind of way!

Today, we decided to pop into Castle Hill to finalise the purchase of a sofa bed that we had seen a few days ago, as well as attempt to buy a couple of books that the girls need for school. On our way to the furniture store, we passed a 'boutique' style furniture store. You know the type - smells like scented candles and Body Shop! It was the smell that lulled us in. Like the Bisto kids, all four of us inhaled and simply followed our noses. It was a lovely shop - so of course that meant more expensive. (Well, scented candles cost a lot to burn continuously!)

We asked the chap inside if there were any sofa beds. He walked us to the back of the store and pointed them out. Yes, they were more expensive, but they were also significantly nicer than the one that we had intended to buy. Some of you reading this may well end up sleeping in it- it will be the guest bed. Thus you can count yourselves lucky. It is a seriously good sofa bed. As a sofa, it looks like a really decent piece of furniture and is very comfortable. So we 'sucked it up' and spent a little more.

I hope you appreciate that!

Nathan managed to embarrass us and himself again with his hearing (sorry, his lack of hearing). When we discussed the delivery, the man asked us if it was going up or downstairs. He explained that it was very heavy. Nathan, doing his 'ram man' impression ( only fans of the 1980s cartoon 'He- man' will appreciate this allusion), said that it didn't look too heavy. The man said ( quite clearly) "Sir, why don't you try and lift it?" I have absolutely no idea what it was that Nathan thought he said but he flapped his arms around a little and then started to lift up the corner of the mattress. Erin and I looked at each other, wondering what on earth he was doing. I had a horrible feeling that this was a repeat of the breathalyser embarrassment. The man said, "No sir. From underneath. It is heavy." Again Nathan did some kind of weird Aboriginal dance routine and fiddled about with the back of the sofa bed. "Lift it from underneath."
Poor Nathan admitted defeat and said, "I don't know what you mean."
Erin and I hurriedly explained the difficult and complex suggestion that he should try and lift it from underneath to see how heavy it was. He got there eventually.

Note to self - purchase some industrial cotton buds from 'Discount Chemist' for my beloved.

After this, we trundled over to the 'Good Guys', an electrical store. We put down a deposit on a smart tv for the girls. It cost around about £200 less than it would have done in the UK - which goes some way towards the adverse price difference in hair colouring!!!

The day was rounded off with Erin reading the first 2 chapters of Orwell's 'Animal Farm' and the study guide on the novel's first two chapters. She loved it....not!

I read some Knox admin and drunk fizzy rose wine.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.