Now is the time right?

Why is it that the time is always set wrong ?

More overnight reading , Carol Shields " A celibate season " , which I finished at 6 am . Must dog out a new book for tonight . Up by eight for first breakfast ( somehow I managed to have two and a half by eleven am ) and since Laura and co were arriving to drop off Harvey at nine decided to produce some orange and white choc biscuits from the Sunday Times Style magazine no less. The first batch of these were in the oven by half eight .

No Cat Calls today though visit from Debbie and Sally and we talk about the website , advertising etc and consume croissants and biscuits and ponder the Day Jobs .

By this time Laura and Peter are heading for Manchester . My car is still missing , and I finally manage to track down Steve who tells me it will be ready Monday afternoon and doesnt disclose how much it will cost ... though he tells me Im lucky it was able to be fixed and took him several days and the engine was damaged by the water pump disintegrating and the timing chain has .......

Sally really came to give me acupuncture and we disappear upstairs with needles . Something must be working as I feel wide awake and dont fall asleep which is usual once the needles are in place .
An alarm engineer rings from the Day Job and asks me if Ive changed the code ... involves various texts to the manager as she might have , and failed to tell me ,leads to a volley of texts as she wants to know why Im at work on a Saturday , I'm not but .........all takes explaining .

And then , wonders , the digital camera we ordered about three and a half minutes ago from Amazon arrives . How did that happen so fast ?
You request a service from a heating engineer or (case in point here ), the man to fix the boiler and it takes literally weeks for it to happen . So , you get used to things not working out , then order a book or a camera and the doorbell is ringing way before you expect it .

Now , once we have figured everything out , I can take photos of the cats and the fish quay and N s new dyed hair and ... the list is endless ..

Ive looked at a few blogs over the last days but Freddie is the only one I read without fail . This morning there is a little note on it to say it will be posted later as the draft was not copied off the laptop when Dad went home for the night . Odd how needing to know how Fred is has become part of my life here .