Mad Darby Diaries

I spend 6 months on my own and finally decide to book a ferry to the UK to see my family and what does Johnson do?  Imposes quarantine to take affect 3 days before I leave.  So now I am going to be imprisoned in my son's house for 2 weeks and won't be able to even go out for walk.  Me without exercise is the greatest punishment so I will have to invent some.  Will my aversion to housework have to be overcome?  Shall I run round and round the lavender bush until I am dizzy or just simply climb up and down the walls.  Whatsmore the spare bedroom, which is soon to be my cell, has a 2ft 6in bed, which is uncomfortable and has a mattress that my daughter in law slept on as a child.  It is her childhood bed.  I spent 2 years sleeping on my son's 2 seater settee, which actually is preferable.  When I suggest that maybe my children should be looking after me in my old age they have developed a pretty impressive Gallic shrug and a smile that tells me...

In May I decided to sell the house.  Ok the garden is a jungle but the neighbours would like to buy it anyway, if buyers for the house don't want it.  Well who would?  Anyway the house was in pretty good condition.  Weeks went by and then the Estate Agent contacted to say that someone wants to view the house on Saturday (tomorrow now).  Between that call  and tomorrow what are the odds that I walk through the front door and the ceiling  falls on my head,  I mean what are the odds?  The house is 150 years old.  If it can wait that long why not just a few more weeks?  Anyway, apart from taking a direct hit on my head, I now have a gaping hole in the ceiling.  Has anyone tried to get a workman in France in August?  Well if you haven't, don't bother.  I told my sons but they seemed more concerned about the hole in the ceiling than about heavy lumps  of plaster falling on their mother's head.  I wonder if daught...