Braziiiil!

No boiler happiness this morning and my cold made me too tired to swim. 

First there was a call with #1, him in the car, me in my dressing gown dripping water and getting upset about communication issues. Then most of the day doing the huvtaes - mum's door opening, HMRC, the Bank (aaaggghh!), more HMRC and all the time it was so cold, inside. And of course I phoned Hive. 

C  turned up mid afternoon and somehow between the two of us and YouTube the boiler started talking to Hive, but we don't know why. 

I cooked tea and then out to Pink Martini. It is such a fun night. The couple next to me had come from Lithuania to see them and as ever they b ended with Brazil and the traditional stalls conga. Next time I must v remember to sit downstairs.