Passing the test on closer inspection
We had a visit from the school last week. Having signed on for hosting an exchange student in July, we were required to present our house to a member of staff who was performing due diligence and checking to see that it was suitable for the purpose.
It started off well enough. We know the teacher tasked with the job reasonably well so she ran through a checklist of forms over a home brewed cup of coffee.
She wasn’t even phased by the cats and the chooks, with the latter doing their usual morning protests to be let out of the coop while she was there.
Then she asked to take a look around. We’ve hosted before without any incident so we knew we had the basics, from a separate bedroom for our student to sleep in, to a lockable bathroom door to prevent any embarrassing moments occurring.
We’ve prepared a separate wardrobe space in anticipation, taking care this time to make sure it is completely bare.
Our last guest from Europe was so alarmed at what she found in the back of the wardrobe, she vacuumed the whole room. Poor Daddy Long Legs.
Then it was time to check out the backyard. A few months ago, the teacher would have seen a pretty garden with leafy trees, flowering shrubs and a fairly green lawn.
But it’s been a tough summer with some extraordinarily hot days that have burned flower petals to a crisp and made part of the lawn bare and hard.
I’ve tried to keep the pots close together to keep an eye on and make them easier to water but there’s been several days when they’ve looked severely wilted.
Still, we’re not looking to win a garden competition so no harm done.
Besides, as long as we throw in a trip to Bondi, our guest will be happy.