I seem to have struck it lucky over this past week, the stars must be aligned or some other rubbish but whatever has been going on to send Lady Luck my way I am not complaining that’s for sure! She is forever welcome in this house, we need all the luck that we can get.
It began at the weekend when my friends and I visited Cartmel Races. I decided to put a few bets on the horses as you do after all when in Rome… I have never bet upon the horses in my life before now unless you count a few tickets on the Grand National over the years. It’s not the same as physically being there watching the horses actually race and for that reason I will count this as my first time. Call me a Virgin if you will bwhahah! Anyhow I somehow managed to win five races purely by hedging my bets on names that I liked or felt a link to in someway or other. I had no clue whatsoever as to what I was doing but I came out with more money that I took and that was after spending pennies on food and drink (which there was plenty of) too, that in my eyes is bloody good going.
I have been looking for an elevated wooden playhouse for my kids for just over a year now. In all honesty they have a playhouse already but it’s plastic and just gets grimy, that and it makes our garden look like Toys R Us. I want something special which I can customise for the kids and hopefully may last a little longer than the sun washed, bulky plastic thing that currently resides on our patio. The prices of these things are extortionate though, between £200 and £500 for a shed on stilts which in my eyes just ain’t worth it! My husband somehow spotted an elevated wooden playhouse advertised locally on Facebook and we managed to bag a two figured bargain, get in!
I have to admit that collecting and moving the damn thing was far from easy. My Father in law kindly came along to help us. I felt like a right wally as I found myself stood looking pretty holding a screw driver and making conversation to pass the time, whilst the poor family that we were buying it from were trying to enjoy a BBQ with us lot dismantling a shed in their garden. It took us an hour and half to dismantle and to move the ‘shed on stilts’ to our house which was literally just around the corner. My poor Father in law ended up having to go and get the trailer from the farm and by the end of it all I would hazard a guess that he may have been cursing me. I certainly owe him a bottle of wine, or four…
The glorified shed on stilts is now standing in our garden awaiting a makeover. We are going to sand and paint the playhouse then hopefully find some carpet for the interior, I will throw some curtains and bunting together on the sewing machine and Paul wants to refelt the roof. There is a fair bit of work to be done to it but once we make a start, it shouldn’t take too long I hope, we just need to physically buy the bits and pieces we need to tart it up with and then get our arses into gear. We are still debating whether to paint it pink, purple or duck egg blue even after asking for opinions on social media, we still aren’t entirely sure. E seems to think it should be pink and for that reason I think we may well have had our decision made for us.
Yet another stroke of luck came yesterday when I finally found a holiday which seemed to suit our needs, suit our dates and was reasonably priced, by which I mean they didn’t add £400 on top of the quoted price unlike Teletext holidays that is, robbing bastards… Thankfully Holiday Gems came to the rescue and we were able to finally click ‘Book’.
This year it seems we will be The Garveys for a week as we have decided to give Benidorm a blast, we will of course be all-inclusive but unlike the television series, we do plan to leave our hotel to spend time at the beach and around town. The last time I went to Benidorm I was E’s age, I remember arguing with some kid that stole my bucket and spade and that’s about it! Hopefully though, our holiday should be a good one, anywhere with the sunshine, a pool and the free flow of alcohol is a sure bet right?
With all the good fortune that seems to have come our way I should possibly put a lottery ticket on, I am not the gambling type but heck in for a pound in for a penny and all that. I just wish Lady Luck would give my career a shake up and then I’d be sorted. Then again, what happens when you get everything you want?
“Mr. Wonka: “Don’t forget what happened to the man who suddenly got everything he wanted.”
Charlie Bucket: “What happened?”
Mr. Wonka: “He lived happily ever after.”
If Roald Dahl is right then bring it on, let Lady Luck come to town more often.