Procrastination expands to fill the time available
My parents arrive at some point this afternoon, exactly when dependent on whether the weather in Harrogate this morning is nice enough for them to want to hang around for a few hours before heading south. I hope so, as in three days I have done a lot of things, but little of the things I needed (housework) or wanted (writing and sewing) to do before their arrival. It's very good that I've finally started clearing out the chest of drawers and that I've purchased a shower curtain, but perhaps they might have waited until next weekend. I see a morning of shoving paper haphazardly in drawers (undoing the work of the weekend) while listening to Radio 3 ahead.
ETA: And that other question for the ages, where on earth is my Oystercard? And why is the underground so eye-wateringly expensive without one?