Ideas, Ideas...

So, I really had no idea what to write yesterday. I didn't therefore, and I couldn't really find much to write about today.Well I couldn't at first, until inspiration came knocking. Literally. My brother has a friend who boards in England- he's Hong Kong- Chinese and seems like a nice guy. In spite of the fact that he and his family turned up half an hour late. I don't think they were deliberately trying to be rude, because all three seem really nice, but since we had no contact whatsoever, they could have fallen into Hong Kong harbour (if there is one) for all we'd have known. The relief I felt when I saw their car pull up and a young looking guy get out and look around was indescribable. I mean, it's not like I'm lazy, but I didn't feel like finding out I'd wasted half the day cleaning, helped make a big fancy lunch and laid the table for 7 only to find out I had to put everything back to chaotic normality. I nearly sprinted out to tell them this was indeed my brother's house. Then nearly swallowed all the words back down when K came out smiling unconvincingly and I double checked that this was them. They're still here, so I really should go, I'm being rude, although I feel more like I'm hiding. Their son's my age and I feel stupidly nervous all of a sudden. Anyway, there is one good thing that comes out of this, at least I get the nibbles!!!