Some garlic olive oil was discarded this morning, meaning that the kitchen stinks just at the moment, though that might just be the rotting corpses of the vampires who wandered in.
On Saturday night, we talked about various things, some technology-related, others not. Ian seemed very excited to discover our wireless network, which he logged onto, bringing the number of devices simultaneously connected to the net through our network to a new record of six.
The usual Sunday services: in the morning, Steve was speaking on Proverbs Chapter 8. We went off to Betty's for lunch afterwards. Yesterday, for a change, roast beef. That was very good. As usual, the boys went home, leaving the "big people" to talk in more peace. No complaints about that.
Our new chairs, ordered on New Years Eve, will apparently be delivered on Wednesday, inside the 42 day delivery we were promised, so that they should be well in place before Viv's birthday party on February 25.
Today is likely to be taken up with following up some previously unfinished business, buying a new modem cable and giving blood. At least, that's the plan at present.