Sorry about the anger and bad language yesterday. I flared up without thinking and then found it hard to calm down without spitting my ire online. Good old Rory… Like most things in life, it doesn’t seem so bad the day after, so in a way I wish I hadn’t posted a blog last night but there we are, what’s done is done. ‘The moving finger writes, and having writ..’ etc etc.
We looked at all our stuff today and it turns out most of the force of whatever fell on it was absorbed by the boxes it was stored in. Thank God I work at a big supermarket and had the good sense to steal some good storage crates last Autumn…
One of Philippa’s photo frames got clobbered, and I’ve had to throw away an ornament that I hadn’t even remembered I had, and apart from that everything is fine.
We called Tom to tell him and he was very relieved. I said we should have let him stew a bit longer, but Philippa insisted. Well I suppose she has to work with him on Monday. And she is related to him. And he did give us the storage space for free for more than 9 months. Even so, might have been fun to let him think we were still narked at him.
(Sometimes I can be so spiteful!)
There was something funny that happened yesterday that I didn’t mention among the vitriolic spittle I was writing last night. Tom and his wife were both there to meet us at the warehouse. We had an hour-long update on what each of the six children are doing, and then Tom was telling me about his latest obsession - the engineering and business mind of Brunel. Apparently he’s read 15 books about him in the past month, and I think he recited most of them to us over a cup of coffee, when all we really wanted to do was pick our stuff up. He ended by saying “If we ever have another boy, I’d like to call him Isambard Kingdom Scott.” His wife then stared at him with a look that said she’d rather kill herself and the six children she already has than face another pregnancy.
Judging by the change in the atmosphere, I don’t think they’ll be adding to their brood anytime soon.
RC 20-7-14
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