The grass needs cutting again. For me that's exciting and immediately get out the lawn mower.
A while later the garden looks well trimmed. The high winds though have killed the fence panel that was already dying.
In the seating away we have colour still.
I redig the soil under the bench so that the bench is level.
So much better. Then I suddenly remember the date. I look at my watch and go and get my coat.
I walk into town the breezy way. I doubt there is any other way. I get my glasses and they ask if they are okay. Nope there is something very weird going on. The frames are bent and then they retry them on me. Ah that is better.
And with that I go to the market, which is very quiet. I haven't been in it for a while and there are loads of empty stalls. I go to the green grocers and spend a tenner and then to Iceland to get some Thailand chicken, and toilet rolls.
A while later with heavy bags I admire my old glasses with the new glass.
I await the bus, ah here it is.
At home I swap the glasses back around.
Empty the bags, and fill the fridge.
And settle in for the afternoon watching Doc Martin.
Outside the wind is blowing. And it keeps blowing until my brother turns up.
For tea tonight we are going to the Sanam.
A quick trip to the supermarket next door first and we go to be tabled.
Tonight it is busy in here.
The starters come.
and we are happy.
The mains come.
And we are happier still.
Well there is no hurry to eat this.
In fact though, there is way too much food for me for a change. I can’t it eat it all. However my brother finishes his.
We get the bill.
Now it is so quiet here, so very quiet.
And it is time for us to go too.
We head down the street, in the cold wind,
to the warmth of my home.
Tonight though I go to bed at the right time.