After lunch I get stuck into the ironing before I’m off
out for a busy afternoon. Firstly I pick up my mother and drop her off at the
hospital for afternoon visiting time. Then I head on to deliver the additional
orders I picked up at last week’s talk. Why is it when you’re in a hurry the
traffic conspires against you? To whit, the five minutes I spend sat at a three
way temporary traffic light set up, where no work is being done. Unless creating
traffic jams counts as work. I make my deliveries, though one gentleman is
rather surprised that I’m dropping off stuff his wife ordered, but he knew
nothing about, and please could I have a cheque? Then it’s back to the hospital
where I catch the end of visiting time. Tests are being done and things continue
to move along apace, which is a credit to the NHS.
Then it’s buy some petrol, drop mother off and then
home for a quick cuppa before the outlaws pick us up to go to my niece’s, whose
birthday it is today. Mrs P meets us there, and we are well fed and watered. Having
done the social bit I adjourn with a couple of others to watch the football on
TV, before we need to go. It’s been a pleasant evening, and we return to see the
papers for delivery tomorrow piled up at the front door. Something to look
forward to in the morning, weather permitting.
Yours supporting St George
Jay
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