Sofa so good…

They came today to take away our two old sofas. I know it sounds a bit odd but I felt quite upset - in fact Icouldn't watch them leave. I remember laughing when some-one told me that their son had sat in the garage on their old sofa for 6 months after they had got a new one. But now I can see how he felt. I might have to go and visit them in the charity shop that I have sent them to.

I have been going on for months about the state of them - they were 18 years old and frankly were showing the signs that they had seen active service. People would come round and get lost in them, they were so saggy. We ordered bigger, better, new ones about 3 months ago and finally heard last week that they are to be delivered tomorrow.

Strangely since the delivery date has been set the old ones have become very comfortable. The lived in look that really annoyed me has looked more appealing (shabby chic? - may be stretching it a bit I think). Where I used to complain that there was not enough room for two of us to put our feet up - suddenly it is rather cosy.

Anyway they have gone, leaving a bare space which hopefully will be filled by the new ones tomorrow. Next problem is that as soon as the van went down the road hubby starts to measure up the door frame and can't see how bigger and better will fit through the door .........

Later With Jools Holland

Just watched "Later With Jools Holland". I know, its a programme for cool people, but I do love it. He always has the most amazing group of guests. This week there was a Mexican brother and sister called Rodrigo and Gabriela, playing acoustic guitars. The way they played was amazing, especially Gabriela. Don't usually 'dig' guitar music, but this was something else.

There was also a woman who sang whilst someone else hit her on the back - bit odd I know - this was the sort of thing I did when I was about 6 - never realised I should have kept on with it and one day it would become an art form.

It's only a game

Just been to play badminton. Tom suggested it yesterday and as I am on a get fit campaign I thought it sounded like a good idea. Hadn't played for a while but no reason not to have another go. So I booked the court and we set off this afternoon for an hours healthy exercise.

The two of us arrived at the courts ready to do battle - in a friendly mother vs son sort of way. We played a game (of sorts) and he won - but only just - it was very close honestly - although he spoilt it at the end by saying he had let me catch up. I tried to counter this by saying I had let him win - but he had seen how I play and just howled at the suggestion.

There were 4 champs on the court next door - in fact two did have on tracksuits which said they played in the English Open. Found this all a bit off putting. They were far too energetic. I preferred my gentle approach to the game. In fact I found it very good all round exercise - especially all that bending down to pick up the shuttle-cock.