And when I felt like I was an old _____

Sali Mali and Le Petit Prince, signing in.

So today began by a rude awakening by alarm, 9 o’clock was too early to be alive let alone awake. But we are brave souls, and so managed to use our super strength to get out of the warm bed into the cold air.

We know we are the best role models for everyone and are open to meet and greets.

But after getting dressed we strolled across the garden to have breakfast with Granny and Terry (I also destroyed my elbow on the kitchen counter, twas crazy). But alas, they had already finished, but Andrea and I had muesli with red fruits and it was really good. However, the kafeer (is that how you spell it? Maybe it should be ka-Fear haha) yoghurt not so much.

Afterwards we brushed teeth and hair, and chilled for a bit. We played Three Men’s Morris, which I hadn’t played for years but still I remembered my tactics and wanted to make sure they work.

Spoiler alert, they do!

I played at the very least ten times and only lost once against Terry, when I was not playing my tactics. Poor Andrea, losing continuously the first time she ever played!

But then one of Granny’s belly dancing friends arrived to give us a lift, so we got in her car and drove off!

Belly dancing was fun, but ultimately tiring. Andrea and I thought it was a good idea for me to punch her as hard as I could to see if it would hurt and now she has a bruise. So anyway, halfway through, Andrea and I left to stroll around the high street of Cardigan (which is found, of course, under someone’s bed) and we discussed the pros and cons of jumping in to the Teifi river if one dropped one’s phone. Andrea will disagree, but there are only cons.

We walked back to the cafe where we were planning on meeting the dancers, and I got hot chocolate and a rocky road which I couldn’t finish. Andrea got a hot chocolate and a mince pie, which she could finish.

Also, surprisingly, I saw Cara and chatted with her for a bit which was really strange and kinda cool.

But Granny Andrea and I then walked home and we chilled out for a while before heading to do the Wildlife Center walk. It was very peaceful and we saw some cool geese but sadly no kingfishers.

However, Terry promised me buffaloes but Granny said we couldn’t go and see them 😔. But I did have Terry’s hat so all was well.

Upon our return from the wildlife center we headed out to Tesco to buy some supplies including Yorkshire pudding, crumpets, and chocolate orange. A fun time was had by all. Well as fun a time as can be had in Tesco.

Then I was knackered when I got home, but we sat down to watch Pointless and the contestants were not very good and they did not win the prize. And also the second guy who sits in the chair was not there!! He left!!! What am I supposed to do with that?

But after, Granny Andrea and I went to get Indian food takeaway! It was really good except for the naan which was not properly cooked, so we were having naan of that. Hahahaha! Classic Ruby joke!!! So that was really good, and we were all full so we played some Canasta.

Andrea and I were on a team, and had to play some open hand first, but we soon got the hang of it and started to wipe the floor with them. However Granny and Terry did not appreciate this mop status that they had and so after Granny had some whiskey, there was no chance for us. They had nary a qualm as they left us weeping.

Side note, Terry’s eyes really are tiny without his glasses.

After we officially lost, we watched an episode of the Hit List, and all the contestants were absolutely terrible, so none of them got any money! How bad is that!

Andrea and I then retired to our cabin, armed with our new best friend Henry, the vacuum cleaner, and tried on the wetsuits for tomorrow. The first ones fit us near-perfectly but we decided to try on others just in case.

This was a bad idea.

Andrea, the smart one, stopped trying quite early in. I, however, was determined to fit into this wetsuit (which I am lucky I didn’t break, since it belonged to Jill). It took about twenty minutes of jumping, tugging, sucking it in, and generally suffering, before the wetsuit was on.

During that time, Andrea had thrown my clothes all around the room all around the room because “the bed was not my cupboard” and I “shouldn’t be so messy”. I mean wtf? I’ve never heard the concept of cleanliness before but that is not a crime?

And the came the twenty minutes of wetsuit removal. I was finally able to breathe again, however some help was necessary as it was impossible to do alone.

We were pretty worn out and so went to bed and wrote these blogs. We also just realised that we don’t know when to wake up tomorrow for breakfast out! Probably like 8 or something, but who knows.

No spiders were killed today, for the concerned commenter wondering.

Today the honorary mention goes to Terry’s flat-cap which has served me faithfully and has hidden my hair (unwashed for three days 😬).

Sali Mali and Le Petit Prince, signing out!Baca lagi