Glimmer 7 and on a sunny day, I find myself looking up the noses of the heads on the Mill on the way into work.
Music
Glimmer 6 and it’s back to the past. A wee bimble around the shops and a quick snifter with herself. Sort some metadata and clean the kitchen. C makes the bed.
A playful day off. First up a wee lie in, then a trip to Wigan to fetch the bike and pop the council tax dosh into the bank. Clearly the Nationwide has only recently reopened because I score a free tote bag. Turns out useful because I’ve not dressed for the cycle and it goes onto the back rack with the lock in it. Prior to that though breakfast at the Station Cafe.
Train back to Bryn, visit the quacks to fetch a bloods form and pots for C to piss in. Back to the house and play with a playful Elsie.
C arrives home, we both have a shower and it’s best bib and tucker for Joe and Margaret’s Diamond Wedding Anniversary up at Aspull British Legion. Bee App gives us the route. C not happy at the walk to the Legion. Celebration is fun and good to catch up with folk.
OK and I’m running late. Grab coffee and sarnies and take photo of a sign I saw the other day that made me laugh out loud, people are so feral. Day went better than the last couple.
Saturday and another day off. Lie in it’s nice! Then off to get Greg the bear shrink wrapped. We go via the ATM and follow the shrink wrapping with a coffee. Nip back home and drop the bear off. Meet C at Lidl and shop. Back home for a bacon sarnie.
Afternoon and it’s a trip to the Turkish barbers. Pint and home.
Day off and Elsie goes to the Vets for her jabs. Given a lift by Steven and Ryan. Cat behaves well, jabs go well. Struggle with tiredness, Elsie and I repair to bed.
Beer avec Carol in The Lickers, snack that buggers me up for the curry I cook later.
A better day both on sales and value. No Ash and ducked out of the bowling with the rest of the team.
Public transport joy…. Early shift, terrible day. Piss poor value and not many sales.
Back into work today and value is shite but a cheeky £90 addline rescues things a tad. Feeling knackered. Day started well with an arsehole parked in front of the gate so I couldn’t get the bike out.
Monday and I’m despatched to deliver the piss to the GPs. Hazel is due to suffer the final indignity, it only hurts if you get your fingers caught between the bricks. Brief shop in Aldi and then onto the laundrette. My cunning plan of coffee, music and book is interrupted by building work at the garage. Plan B from Planet 57 swings into action and it’s a sausage barm and coffee from the sandwich shop.
Back home and the plan is cook a lasagne for tomorrow, gammon and chips for tonight.
