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Hair cut or hot tub?

Yesterday was the day of the big dilemma brought about by a diary clash, a much overdue hair cut up against our new hot tub being ready for its inaugural dip. What was a girl to do?

I’ll tell you.

She went off to the hair dresser as normal. Had a wonderful haircut. She can now see out of her side fringe again. The hairdresser chattered about the usual stuff. Holidays planned, weekend fun etc. The  hair looked amazing by the time the appointment was over. She just didn’t have to heart to tell her hairdresser that in about three hours time, all that straightening and curling would be undone. Feeling guilty, she left a bigger tip than usual.

As the sun set, she took one last look in the mirror at her beautifully coiffeured hair, changed into her new swimming costume and headed out to the tub.

Goodbye pretty hair.

Hello jets and bubbles, relaxation, star-gazing, and swooping bats!

Today I have to report I slept very soundly last night, not a thing that comes easily to this post-menopausal woman! My achy shoulders and neck feel strangely relaxed and mobile. My shoulders have finally sunk back into position instead of lurking just under my ears.


If I don’t write anything over the next few days it’s because I haven’t worked out how to keep my iPad dry and enjoy a soak at the same time. If I’m not back by Monday, please send a life guard to fish me out.

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Bees are not natural swimmers

Hot tub

This morning was quite an eventful morning in the Dean household. After major digging, wiring, building, concreting and general heavy duty DIY, a new toy arrived. The delivery teams were due to start work at 9am, but, as the weather was lovely, they arrived an hour early. I still had toothpaste round my mouth due to a  hasty dash from the loo when I heard vehicles arriving.

Vehicle one had a trailor on the back, housing our new hot tub, and vehicle two was a crane, needed to lift the tub over the house and into the back garden. As the teams sorted themselves out, we rustled up mugs of steaming coffee to keep everyone happy. I slipped into photographer mode and captured some of the action to send to our son who will not be back in the UK till next week.

Within minutes of me sending him the photos, he sent some back from his location… a small island off the coast of Thailand, a veritable white-sanded paradise. As the tourist season is not in full swing his photo featured just his girlfriend and himself in the pool, not another soul in sight.  I think his island paradise may just have trumped our tub arrival, but not by much.

The installaton went very smoothly, and the tutorial on tub care was relatively straight forward. The team even supplied us with a laminated check list of maintenance to be carried out with all the timings. I can’t wait to christen it, but patience is needed. With the ground so cold, the cold water temperature is still in Winter mode so it’s going to take several hours to heat up beyond being freezing! The control panel even warns you that the temperature is brisk! It’s a little more accurate than my test – sticking my hand in it.

While the tutorial was in progress I had to rescue one red-tailed black bumblebee, two red mason bees and a honey bee. What’s with them? Not one has the body for swimming. Mind you, only one of them has a body shape for flight! Me being me, I just couldn’t stand there while they struggled. Scooping them up gently, I carried them over to a patch of pulmonaria (lungwort) to let them dry off and have a restorative drink of nectar.

All being well, and chemical/ph balance achieved, the tub will be ready for action tomorrow evening.

And now I have a dilema.

I have a hair appointment tomorrow evening. Argh! I need the hair cut, but don’t want to spoil the blow-dry afterwards. That said, I want into the tub too. It’s not a bad dilema to have. I’ll let you know in due course whether the hair or the tub wins!

Happy May Day xx