My son phoned on Monday, asked if I look after his cats as he was going to Iceland.
For a few moments I wondered why he needed me to look after his cats if he was just going shopping.
Then the light dawned on me, he's going to Iceland the country, not the shop.
I checked on them today, they didn't need feeding, just a bit of company.
I also went to a local solicitors and signed some documentation for the solicitors I am dealing with who are in Manchester. Finding the local office was a nightmare and a long walk but it is now done.
Tomorrow I will continue phoning the Manchester office and pushing them to complete as soon as possible.
2 comments:
Your son is very lucky. They have elves there, a Yule Cat that terrorises the countryside at Christmas and a Pirate Party that has seats in Parliament. Good luck with the solicitors. x
I don't recall ever being inside Iceland (the shop, not the country, har, har!) My natural habitat is Waitrose (with a hint of Lidl thrown in for good measure!)
Margaret P
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