Andere Richtingen wrote:Hi, everyone. I'm back - completely exhausted, as predicted. I'm not cut out to be part of the jet-set, I think. Berlin was ... well, interesting, anyway. Much of it still looks like the eastern bloc, even though they've tried hard to pretty up all the concrete apartments with colour-washed exteriors and lots of window boxes. I love the way so many of the roads have trees growing along the side-walks and down the centre reservations; it makes a very green and pleasant city. The main visual ugliness comes from the graffiti everywhere - on buildings, trains, bridges, buses, etc etc. If you thought it was a problem in England, think again. British graffiti-vandals are rank amateurs in comparison.
The weather over there was quite warm and muggy so I couldn't believe how cold it is here. The lekky-blanket got switched on when I got home last night. Lucy's content to stay curled up in a warm corner now she's home from the cat-hotel. Does the cold kill off the mites, Vannin? If so, Trixie should feel much better soon. Fingers x-ed.
I've just made a vat of spinach & potato soup that'll do for lunches the rest of the week. Yum!
Glad you enjoyed the break, Andere and hope you feel warmer now than when you landed.
The cold and rain certainly help Trixie by keeping her in from the Land of Mite for more of the time, and the irritation is eased, but I think it will be another fortnight before the mite season finishes. I dreaded it this year like every year, and don't remember any of our previous cats having much bother at all.
One more vet visit tomorrow, this time for the nurse to treat the affected patches with Frontline from a bottle. Last year, it was hit or miss when I tried it myself.
The savings took a big dent this month, first from having the decorating (£1,160) with additionally the cleaning of curtains and carpets, but it all looks very good, crisp and clean. Then the unexpected expense, like Pest Control man to the wasp nest (£46) plus the - expected - vet bills and essential taxi. Never mind, you can't take it with you.
Viv



Ho, hum.