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Are you yet at the point where all those 'jokes' about doing away with your nearest and dearest are starting to look ever so slightly appealing? No, then scoll on by.... No, joking aside (am I joking though, hahaha), I've decided to do my bit and try and think of something else you can do while being blessed with the company of those family members locked up, I mean, on lockdown with you.  
I will admit, I’m not much of a gardener. Okay, not much of a shock to those that know me, I’m more of an ‘admire the garden from a distance while sat in a padded deckchair, sipping something chilled’ (and preferably alcoholic, Pimms o’clock anyone?) type gal. 
Years ago I made my first foray into attempting to be ‘at one with nature’ and more hands-on. I planted a sprouting potato - why do so many supermarkets only sell potatoes in bags? I generally only need 4 and end up putting the rest in a cupboard at which point I promptly forget about them and then they disintegrate into a disgusting smelly mush that inevitably one of the family find after hunting down the putrid odour!! Thank heavens for zoflora otherwise I don’t think my family would let me loose on the family food shop again… And as for cucumbers, who would have thought they contained so much liquid? 
 
Anyway, where was I? Oh yes, my sprouting potato.... I bought my bag of fertiliser and a 
planter and padded the dirt around said potato and left it. Within a relatively short time, I had my own crop. WoW! That wasn’t hard I thought, well impressed with my efforts. Okay, I suppose I should come clean and say that the ‘crop’ was about a dozen potatoes all about the size of a garden pea, lol. 

Cannon balls! 

My tomato plants didn’t fare much better either. While my lovely neighbour only two doors away was having to give away cannon ball sized spheres, for me, what should have been 
‘tomatoes on the vine’ looked more like stunted cherries! 
 
So, like I said, I'm not much of a gardener, but I'm definitely an advocate of ‘find what you’re good at and forget those things you’re not’ so next time I buy a bag of potatoes they will now be used not just for the Sunday roast but also to make a mean leek and potato soup and then the topping of a fish pie…. 
I like keeping fit. I love travelling to different countries, to different parts of the country, experiencing different cultures, eating different foods. I combine the two by ensuring that wherever I go, I will actively look for either a hotel/apartment/accommodation that has a gym, access to a gym or is close to a gym. Now, not everyone understands my passion and I can attest to the fact that I have one girlfriend in particular who probably thinks I am a tiny, little bit obsessed... 
 
 
I had occasion, this morning, to bemoan the fact that I’d gone to the gym. Yeah, go figure… Ok, let me explain.... 
 

...things that you did yourself as a young adult... 

Being the parent of young adults, I know that there comes a point when I have to realise that, yes, they no longer need me to wipe their noses, comb their hair for them, go shopping and pick their clothes and take them on play dates. However, it is still a shock to realise that they actually have a life outside of the four walls of the family home that involves doing the things that, ahem, you once did yourself as a young adult. (Now, in case you're still pretending not to know/wondering what I mean by that, think of Saturday nights out, experiencing your first (of many) alcoholic drinks, etc, etc... I don't have to spell out any more do I?? 
 
Ok, so now we're on the same page; a family friend then decided that it would be great fun to play a game of 'Cards against Humanity'. So out came the game while I busied myself with clearing up the kitchen. 
 
OMG!! What can I say? Let me just warn you now. It is NOT, I repeat, NOT the type of game you play with either (1) your parents, (2) anyone you don't know really, really well, (3) ANY of your neighbours and, finally, (4) your young adult children!! That is all I have to say on the subject. 
 
Hope you all had a Happy sanitised Christmas and joyeux Noël. 
Staying on my internal Grinch theme, I thought I would share with you the occasion of my Christmas meal for my family and friends. There's a bit of a story to tell so I'll start from the beginning... I toiled and tussled with a gamut of courses and a wonderful feast was served. Once we'd all demolished starters - spicy cauliflower soup with chilli flakes ("so yummy" as a good friend would describe it), Vietnamese summer rolls (thought I'd make use of the skills I learnt on a recent holiday) and vegan quorn puffs (for my vegan brother) - tucked away the main courses - a ballotine of turkey (wrapped in pancetta and stuffed with homemade mushroom pate (have to do something with it as turkey can be so dry otherwise don't you think?)), slow cooked gammon dotted with cloves, baked salmon, roast duck (a perennial favourite in my household), onion tarte tartine (again, for the brother), all served with the accompanying shredded brussel sprouts with red onion, honey glazed carrots, maple glazed parsnips, crispy roasted potatoes (without the obligatory duck or goose fat unfortunately), pigs in blankets, cranberry and apricot stuffing balls, bread sauce and gravy - filled our little dessert tumies - vegan shortbread (now that was a challenge I can tell you) topped with coconut cream and fresh strawberries, Baileys cheesecake (hee hee, none for the vegan brother) and crispy focaccia smothered with baked peach slices and maple syrup - all washed down with copious bottles of fizz, Kir peche, rum and coke and southern comfort and lemonade (for those that still seemed to be thirsty), we were ready for the after dinner party games.... and this is where it got interesting... 
 
 
I used to love to write letters. I used to love to read books. When I was younger, there seemed to be an abundance of wonderfully engrossing books I could easily devour in one sitting.  When I was a lot lot younger I remember one of THE best books to lose myself in was the Oxford English Dictionary... 
 
Having taken a few flights in my lifetime, I am firmly of the ‘no recliners’ school of thought. With my finances putting me firmly in the ‘please turn right’ camp as I enter the aeroplane, on many occasions I find myself sharing my limited cabin room with the top of the head of the person sitting in front of me!! Why oh why do people feel the need to gain two inches of airspace - and therefore impinging on someone else’s - by trying to lie down in the seat?? If you really need to lie down, stump up the readies for business or first class you numpty! 
 

Customer service 

While I’m on a roll, why do some companies bother having a ‘customer service’ department? If you are able to run the gamut of actually finding a telephone number after negotiating the ‘Do you need to contact us? Have a look through our FAQs below to see if your perfectly reasonable question which could be answered by an actual person might actually be on this miscellaneous list’ to then have to feel precious minutes of your life ebb away as you listen to the “while waiting, press ‘1’ to listen to motown, press ‘2’ for classical, press ‘3’ for soul or press ‘4’ for popular chart tunes” aaarrrggghhh! 
 
Ahhh, I feel better now, thanks for listening and remember, your call is important to me, please call back within office hours... 
Traffic! Yep, the bane of everyone’s life, don’t you agree? But, you know what, I read a funny observation the other day – why do we moan, groan and get angry about traffic? We ARE the traffic! 
I got up this morning and, thank goodness, the sun was shining through the panes in my bedroom window... and that’s when I saw it, SHOCK!! HORROR!! the downpour of dust particles shining in the sun beams. 

No personal space invaded 

I do, however, think I have a problem. Just seeing something slightly off kilter makes me want to go and rectify it. Sitting in a cafe or more recently, an airport departure lounge, and spying that plug switch in the ‘on’ position.... yes, that’s me, going over to turn it to ‘off’. My daughter is hopefully not as bad but she has been known to go up to complete strangers and tuck their clothes labels in (now at this point I must state that it’s generally only girls she approaches and no personal space was invaded without their prior permission). 

Run for the hills 

This is not the sort of slackness that brings me out in hives. It’s the wanton piles of dirty linen, soiled clothing, greasy crockery, unflushed toilets, abandoned belongings that pervade every floor surface of a dwelling that makes me want to run for the hills (preferably lush, green hills that have been freshly mown... oh no, must remember my antihistamine so my hayfever doesn’t start up), aaarrrggghhh!!! 
 
and breath... 

Passionate discussion 

Now, anyone who knows me knows that I’m a stickler for cleanliness. Indeed, there’s been many a heated argument... no rephrase that, ‘passionate discussion’ in my house on the merits of a tidy home meaning a tidy mind. That’s my viewpoint anyway and this lady aint for turning! 
 
It always amazes me how some people – how should I put this? – ‘fully live’ in their space. I recently went on holiday with a girlfriend and the contrast from her side of the apartment to my side was stark, lol. Imagine a whirling dervish with the speed of the road runner on one side and then on the other, the tranquil ebb and flow of a waves lapping on a shore.... Yes, it was that bad. 

Balance in my world 

The upshot of these musings? I unpacked the brand new vacuum cleaner I had bought just 2 days previously, wore down the bristles of my broom and swept and vacuumed my gite within an inch of a dust particle! All is now in balance in my world.... now, where’s the Mr Sheen??? 
Here at LMQ, we would like to assure all our guests and visitors that we are aware that this has been a particularly difficult and frustrating time for us all and that our number one priority has always been the safety and wellbeing of all our guests.  
We want you to be confident in the knowledge that we are doing our part to help our guests stay safe by cleaning and disinfecting especially those frequently touched surfaces (light switches, door handles, cabinet handles, remotes, etc) before your stay with us. We have also put in place a worry free cancellation policy. 
We look forward to seeing you all very soon. 
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