Eventually there was more light

It was a bright but chilly day. It was a day that was destined to be full.

It started with football. The Gorse Fox was picked for the yellow team and we managed to hold things tight for the first tem minutes or so. Then the orange bibs seemed to click into gear. AT half-time we were 3-1 down. The Gorse Fox had a few words of guidance for our forwards and in the second half, we started to haul things back. We also had an audience in the second half. One of the local teams were on-site for training and lined the barriers to watch. By the end of the game, the Gorse Fox's team had prevailed. Two goals from the Gorse Fox (one eliciting a round of applause from the audience) added to our total and took us to a 12-8 win.

Back home there was time for a quick shower, then the Gorse Fox met with Two Hats and we (well, he) removed the old dashcam from the Qashqai and installed it in the Fiesta. This didn't go quite as smoothly as we hoped, but at least it was done.

While we had been playing with the cars, the Silver Vixen had been doing a deep clean in the kitchen following the week's decorating. From there she went out to the Orangery and continued.

Next on the agenda was a trip to the local tip. Various boxes and bags of garden detritus had been accumulating in the garage. It was time for it to be cleared out. Being a bright Sunday, the Gorse Fox expected a queue at the tip but was pleased to be able to go straight in and out.

It was gone two o'clock and the Gorse Fox still hadn't heard from John Lewis to say his ceiling light had arrived. He decided to go along to the store. "Hello, my man, I am here to collect my ceiling light, order numb xxyyxxyyy". The nice man checked his computer. "I'm afraid it's not here, but it says it has been delivered to Chichester" a puzzled look crossed his face. "This is the third such case I have dealt with today" he explained. We debated the situation and concluded that these articles had probably been delivered to Waitrose, but that didn't help. Fortunately, the particular light was now in stock, so the nice man called Head Office (or wherever) and cancelled the original order and triggered a refund, then the Gorse Fox re-purchased the item from stock. Sorted.

Back home, he switched off the power and removed the old light. Installed the new light was a bit fiddly and when he switched the lighting circuit back on, nothing happened. He went back and fiddled some more. Nada. He went an spoke to Two Hats. He pointed out that there was an RCD master switch which had probably tripped when the Gorse Fox was working on the earth lead. Sure enough, that was the answer. The lights are now installed and working.

We had a flying visit from the Silver Vixen's nephew, late in the afternoon. He had been down at Butlins for the weekend with some friends and realising how close we were thought come and say hello.