I have told my husband I'm retiring next year. I think 45 is far too old to work! The France dream turned into a nightmare monday. We arrived Saturday and the lady told us something was wrong with the septic tank (ancient hillside villa) but toilets working ok (yeah right ). She could not get a plumber till Monday. The French plumbers do not do weekends and we had beaten them at rugby the Saturday before so they were not disposed to help us English ! Well lying round the pool with sewerage aromas wafting was not great. Finally sorted yesterday so we can eat outside thank goodness. The plumbers were lovely probably as they beat us at the return friendly rugby this Saturday!!!! Anyway kids not whining about the smell anymore and fridge groaning under the weight of rose wine. Back in England, Oscar is being pampered and loved the death. My father in law is possibly more in love with cats than me, which is saying something! All rules are suspended, Oscar can do no wrong and can go anywhere he likes ( tables , work tops ) apparently if I had not put my foot down they would be sharing plates too!
Oscar is sleeping with the father in law as he has told me I'm cruel to put him in his own room
Oscar lets john sleep till seven whereas he was bouncing on my head at 4am when he slept with us in our bed, hence the ban! Where have I gone wrong and what kind of cat brat will I return too??????? Wine o'clock I think..........a big one!
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