Slight change of plan.
I needed one more lot of drops, post cataract, which the chemist had to order, which I did on Wednesday. Would be there that afternoon, but afternoon is anything up till 7.00pm
So we went this afternoon.
As the sun was out - supposed to be wet
we did all the recycling, the bins had, at last, been emptied, got petrol, got my eye drops and pit stopped at the bar, hoping that the bods who were there yesterday, weren't there today.
Thankfully not, although they were such good fun (doing all the new nasty ginormous electric thingies) and wouldn't let us buy a drink
but Mitchell turned up, so we were able to check up on him. He'll tell you he's fine, but when you look at him and see what he's like, you know he's not, not really.
His son in law is arriving for a very quick visit next week, and he will buck him up and he's such a lovely lad (well, 60 is laddish to me
)
Drove up the drive, thinking, what a bluddy job job we've (me
) done. Just need to put some decent plants in now, where we can.