So, F was working all weekend. Saturday he got home about 9 to 9.30 and last night about 10. It’s Milan Fashion Week (since Saturday – and anyway, only until about Wednesday, so not even a full week!) and Showroom Sales start, selling the collections for Spring/Summer 2015. The Showroom must be perfect because the Big Boss is coming over today – the start of the sales.
Anyway, this was fine for me. I sorted through all the boxes in the bedroom, clearing out more junk. I started on the kitchen – washing everything, chucking stuff that I don’t need, etc.
I had two people come to see the flat so they can do a quote for removals. I have another couple this week. So, by next week, I should be able to decide and, maybe, book it.
The three-piece suite and the dining chairs were picked up this morning to be recovered (probably being returned in September.)
The flat already looks kinda empty.
F is going to start putting all the IKEA furniture together later this week, he says, once the Showroom Sales have started. Then, of course, he will put all his stuff away and, probably, take all my DVDs and my (few) CDs and put them away too.
I’m almost excited, especially as I know the three-piece suite will be recovered with wonderfully-coloured covers 
As F wasn’t there, this weekend I ate some stuff from the freezer. Some pork chops (since F doesn’t really eat meat like that, I have to save it for the times he’s not there) and some peas with some fried slices of potato. Nothing special but, since I don’t eat that stuff so much any more, it was rather scrumptious, to be honest.
On Saturday, for lunch, I also had some bacon sarnies (smoked bacon from Hay and fresh, crusty bread that I get via our cook at work.) I had had a hankering for them for a few days. Buttered bread with tomato sauce so that, as you eat them, liquid butter mixed with tomato sauce spills over your fingers. Mmmmm. They were also rather scrumptious.
Which reminds me: I don’t know (if you’re British I guess you couldn’t escape it) if you saw anything about the thing in the last week or so, in the media, about not washing chicken. The splashes, apparently, contain lots of bugs/bacteria. Of course, I’ve always washed chicken and, so far, nothing bad has ever happened. I don’t know that I’d feel right not washing it.
Still, there was a very funny piece – the Lazy Person Guide to Food Hygiene.
What made it funnier was a) rubbing an apple on your trousers before eating it – something we used to do all the time! and b) putting leftover sauces and soups in the freezer until you move house. I definitely do that one – better still is not to label them so you have no idea what they are (were.)
Anyway, enjoy the article – and let me know if there are any you’ll admit to in public 
p.s. my new hankering for next weekend, when F will be in Paris, is pasta with chopped ham and peas – so I guess I’ll be eating that 
