Mam brought her mower down and got the front garden finished up. She did do some of the back garden too, but - between the fact she got tired, and the fact it started to rain - she wasn't able to get it finished. Never mind, she's down here enough to get it done soon enough.
Our neighbours were VERY pleased with the work she's done on the front garden. They must have said "thank you" a million times. Mam doesn't mind doing it though. I mean - apart from anything else - we benifit from the garden looking nice too. Besides, we're happy to lend a hand to people like them who seem to appreciate it.
Mam made a fish pie for dinner today. We were a bit worried that I wouldn't like it, because I'm not a big fish fan. But, it was nice. Not something I'd want to eat on a regular basis. But something that would be nice every once in a while.
Mam used two different kinds of fish in it. One kind (Cod) we were pretty sure I'd eat, because I do eat fish fingers (though, only every once in a while). The other kind (white Haddock) we were a bit worried I wouldn't like, because when I tried yellow Haddock I didn't like it. My only issues with the fish were the fact that they - especially the Haddock - were quite dry. Once they were mixed in with all the other fish pie ingredients though, they were kinda nice. Like I said though... Not something I'd want to have too regularly. I'd still rather a bit of meat to a bit of fish.
Kelly finally - with my Dad's help - got the desk I got him for his shed put together. He seems really pleased with how his shed is coming together. I think he's liking having a little space that's just for him.
I teasingly asked him yesterday where my place that's just for me is. And, after some consideration, he told me that I could have Harry's cupboard if I wanted to. Hmm... So, he gets a shed, and I get shoved under the stairs with Harry Potter? That doesn't seem fair! Besides, if I have Harry's cupboard, where's Harry going to go? I pointed this out to Kelly, so he suggested I have the crawl space in our bedroom then. I dunno! First he shoves me under the stairs with Harry, the hoover, and the shoes and coats. Then he wants to shove me in the crawl space with the Christmas decorations? Talk about injustice! If those are my choices, I'd rather not have my own little space! LOL! And, anyway, if he's out in his shed, I can just claim the whole flat! *Evil laugh*
I think that covers just about everything for today.
Enjoy whatever's left of your day. :)