I was supposed to be having a peaceful time this weekend, boy-less. Their father, however, found himself stuck in Paris with a Saab that had a totally disfunctioning alarm. When this happens, the rest of the car can be in perfect working order, but you can go nowhere, even if you unplug the wretched alarm. It's anti-theft, you see. You can't even 'steal' your own car. Bravo Saab.
An extra complication is that France demanded a different alarm system from everyone else in the world, which means that instead of a nice array of coloured wires that go into colour-coded spots, the whole business is in black, so, once cut, you're buggered. Bravo Saab.
He was quoted 6,000Eur to repair the problem. Yeah, right. A financial black hole, that car, je te jure.
There was no point my having hysterics on the spot declaring that he had to fix for the boys to be away this weekend, come hell or high water - such is my life that I was just looking forward to some peace and the prospect of working on my book - so they stayed with me. No, I didn't work on my book, although I did a little on Friday, which I had off work when I didn't know I was going to have the boys. I had been planning on a book weekend, but the best laid plans...
Friday was also spent watching a video of the series 'Mine all mine' set in Swansea and Mumbles, with Griff Rhys Jones. It was a great laugh, with some lovely views of dear Mumbles. Yesterday afternoon, RA and I watched 'Love Actually' with Hugh Grant which was a right soppy, cute piece of cinema. I was a bit surprised at all these 40-something actors getting off with cute young 20-something ladies, however. Maybe a last ditch effort to pull a young chick before it looks vile, I suppose... and a good reason for Hugh Grant to make a movie with all his pals, plus a few. The line-up was terrific. My favourite was Billy Mack the aging pop star, played by Bill Nighy who obviously enjoyed himself immensely and hammed up his part to the hilt. I didn't quite get Hugh Grant as PM, although I loved the speech where he tells the Yanks to sod off and stop being such a big bully. Marvellous!
The boys had a lovely weekend too, out in the road, playing with their pals. I had wondered, seeing as it was such lovely weather whether we should go somewhere, but they always want to stay at home and play with their pals. So I think, why bother? Why drag them out? So I didn't, and they were in roaring form all weekend.
I'm just going with the flow.