This is a quick post, as I've got to clean the house. I'm going away and this means leaving the house as if the Queen is going to pop round whilst I'm away, for a cup of tea. Which is plainly a daft idea cause Alex is going to be here and he wouldn't know the Queen from any other old lady.
But in my weird thinking is that if I leave it clean and tidy I can demand that I come back to finding it the same way. Plus the house would be knee deep in dog hair if I don't do something about it today.
And when I get back late Thursday night I won't have time to sort the house out, I'll only have time to yell at Alex to do it on Friday when I go off sadly to my friend's funeral.
I'm hoping that by that Saturday to have some viewers booked in, so I can always get up at 6am to sort the house out then. And it would give a certain pleasure if Alex hasn't cleaned the house to turf him out of bed at 10.30 so I can show people his bedroom!!!
So where am I going.... well two places, I start off having a weekend in Berlin with my extremely glamorous niece, we're staying in a hotel on /near Potsdam. This will be a weekend of me being able to get alot of reading down as I wait for her to get ready. This is one woman who enjoys the whole girly thing and takes hours getting it sorted.Then according to her mother once she is ready watch out Berlin as she goes off at a frenetic pace, which suits me.
Then Monday morning I say goodbye to her, she catches a plane back later that day and I get myself to the main train station and get on a train to Anklam, which is on the the way to the Baltic sea. I get picked up there and meet Angela for the first time. And we have a two hour drive to Usedom to meet Paco, eat chocolate cake (she's promised me some!) and start talking and walking, and walking and talking till I come home on Thursday.
Since she said she is still swimming and I'm British and we swim in ridiculously cold sea I'll take my cozzie just in case, we may go into Poland,we may sit in the garden, I might meet Hans on Wednesday and we'll definitely be with Paco and I'll be doing the English conversation with Geli's pupils.
All of this means you can envy me my holiday, commiserate about the funeral and hope for viewers before I return with stories and no doubt pics.
xx
PS the pic is of a beach in North Wales on Boxing Day a few years ago, but it's as close to Usedom as any of my photos get at the moment!
