Shopping today for the necessities...loo rolls and a bottle of Vodka for Teresa who drinks like a fish...but I forgot the tonic so I'll get that tomorrow. I didn't just get loo rolls of course...there was an offer on minced steak so bought loads of that and not a Sweet Gem lettuce to be had anywhere so went without...the Camembert had vanished as well...love that cheese, especially when it's seriously ripe and smells like dirty socks...
I doubt it's the proper sort of Camembert, it's too cheap, but not being a connoisseur, I don't know the difference and probably wouldn't appreciate the good stuff anyway.
Kitty was in the shop and told me about trying to persuade Michael to get the 'flu jab...and I told her about trying to get Himself to have the 'flu jab...and then she told me Michael had run over their dogs paws with the tractor...not on purpose of course. But the dog is almost better...well, his paws are, but now he won't go anywhere near the tractor and who can blame him...
And she said one of our dogs was out on the road the other day and I said that'd be Nancy not our Bobby...
Mick and Thirza are back again for the winter...Mick looks exactly like a Leprechaun actually...bright foxy hair in very long dreads and a long, long beard...they've bought a little cottage now but lived in a van for years and years and travelled all over...they reared six children in that van and I read today about a woman with nine children complaining because the council won't give her a bigger house...
Mick's an awful hard worker and can turn his hand to everything from roofing to building stone walls...they don't live on benefits either...unlike your woman with nine children in a council house...
I didn't meet with anyone else...Potty Penny wasn't there reading through the latest copy of Hello magazine and her husband wasn't loitering by the meat counter buying slabs of liver whilst wearing his bedroom slippers and regaling the lad about far-fetched tales of his youth...
Brenda hiked my bag of potatoes into the trolley for me after she'd scanned them and then helped me pack everything...and she did it properly. I expect the charity packers will soon be out in force...some are alright...most are feckin' useless though...they'll be trying to raise funds for babies in Africa and children in Sudan and homeless dogs and cats and then there'll be a big wire cage thing for you to put tins of dog food or rubber toys for the dogs home one week and the next it'll be soft toys suitable for three-year old children and then another one for the homeless in Serbia...
Himself went off to the chemist to get a new photo for his renewed driving licence...when we came home and looked at the form the locum Doctor had signed for him yesterday, we found he ticked the box...'Is medically unfit to Drive'...rather than the box which says he's grand so and not a bother on him...so now he'll have to go back to the surgery tomorrow and get the chap to alter it...
When we eventually made it home...it seemed like an awful long morning...I began to line my shelves in my new shed with the left-over's of the stuff I put on the worktop. Himself has put a bird table right outside one of the windows so I get easily distracted by Chaffinches and Robins squabbling over the seed...there's plenty there for everyone but you'd never think so to see their raised crests and fierce little pecks at each other.
I think Lily might have to be put down...she has benign tumours on her teats which are growing at a totally alarming rate...one in particular is horrid. And they are beginning to smell foul as well. She's fine in herself, though has little appetite. I can't bear those sort of decisions...
The weather has been lovely again...sunshine all the way and it was mild this afternoon...the long-term forecast is for a severe winter with snow and sharp frosts...lovely!