For a week I suffered Mr. G's holiday fever ! When he goes to Italy it's like preparing an expedition to a lost corner in the North Pole ! Finally the day arrived and he was already up at 6.30, his bus to Amsterdam was at 11 am ! He joined our son there to take a flight to Verona together with little Toby.
Instead of leaving the house in a reasonable time to drive him to the Bus station, we finally left far too early, he drove me crazy. It wasn't better in the car, because of course he knew the way better then my GPS he had forgotten that it was at least 40 years ago he hadn't been at Brussels North station and everything had changed. It was a loud trip in the car, twice I took the wrong way because he interfered all the time ! I was very much relieved when we finally arrived and he got out of the car and into the station for his check in. I kissed good bye and left in a hurry !
When I returned home I needed holidays too.
The weather was sunny and very warm so I moved my office on the terrace. I put my computer in a big carton so that the sun didn't reflect on the screen and did my blogging work. Arthur was surprised about this installation, but liked it very much and acted as my assistant.
I spent the whole day on the terrace and only ate when my stomach claimed I had sworn not to look at my watch. Nobody asked me "When do we eat" ! It's easier to feed four cats then one man.
Ilona arrived in the afternoon and we enjoyed the nice weather discussed the past, the present and the future. Mr. G. called me that they had arrived well, but that he was very tired.
In the evening it was still so warm that I didn't want to go inside but installed my computer on the little table and watched a movie on YouTube. At 11 pm I finally went to bed and slept like a baby.
On Sunday thunderstorm was in the air and it rained a bit, but fortunately it cleared up and I went to the Midi market in Brussels. It was full ! So many people you could hardly walk. I bought some apples and two very light trousers for hot summer days.
The afternoon and evening I spent again on our terrace with my head in the carton to see the computer screen.