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.
Sunday morning and a lazy start to the day. Coffee at the coffee shop and then a wee shop followed by a visit to the Tom and Gerry for a beer. Back home and it’s out into the jungle at the front to clear dead bits and ivy.
Roast to cook and washing up to sort.
Lazy start to another day off, not up till 9.40’ish. Wander into Wigan with C who is looking for shoes. First port of call is the market where she deems the shoes too frumpy. A brief coffee as I scarf the rest of my tabs. Then into the Grand Arcade. Shoezone (no wide fit), Clarks (too frumpy) fail to provide. In desperation it’s Schuh and we find some Doc Marten’s she loves, Klarna makes them affordable.
Nip into The Raven in search of lunch, first time we’ve been in since it changed hands and was refurbed. Unimpressed we don’t stay. So we wander into Gallimore’s (later learn it is shutting down on Sunday) and have another of their superb steak baguettes.
Home and a cuppa before wandering off to Lidl. Pint in the Lickers on the way back and bake scones and cook pancakes for tea. Wash up and watch old films with herself.
3rd shift of lates, uninspiring am knackered. Nipped to Lidl with a list and cook the most uninspiring meal. C not happy at the dishes in the sink, in my defence nothing to do with me, S and R dishes.
Coffee grabbed on the way to work and jobs a good ‘un. Wander down a Gregory Webster rabbit hole today!
Day two of lates and a sneaky HBB. Value is shite. Absoulutely knackered.
Bus day.
Sunday and I’m in… at least there is Pizza. Phone the boy and Mum as usual, watch the Throw Down and Call the Midwife. More importantly home to meal cooked by C including dumplings. Love ’em!
Curry night, a Punjabi Tomato Curry with Chicken, rice and Naan. Slow cook and caramalise some onions. Also bake some fruit scones. Wee shop with C earlier and swift pint. Pump up the bike tyres in anticipation of tomorrow’s cycle to work.
C tidy’s upstairs as I cook.
