Auction day adventures

Today I went to an auction to bid on a house. I certainly wasn't the highest bidder. Infact, the price went over my budget within about 20 seconds, which was slightly humourous - in a sad way! I decided that it was ok though, and that it was probably the best possible outcome, for reasons that I will never understand. After that, Nick and I decided to go out to Montsalvat in Eltham for the day. It is such a quaint and rustic little place. We explored all the medieval style buildings and traced our fingers over the rough, hand carved faces set secretly in the stone work. Nick improvised hauntingly on every piano that crossed our path, then we sat on the grass to eat lunch and listened to the aching calls of the peacocks.
On the way home, we stopped at Lower Plenty Primary, where Nick went to school. We played some basketball, whilst Little Nick flitted in and out of the trees. Back in the car, we decided that we would never have guessed how good the day turned out after, what I initially though was, such a disappointing start.

I've now decided that all I need is a genetically engineered, glimmering peacock tail, instead of a house, for absolute, guaranteed happiness.