Milkman came at around five thirty. Five twenty eight to be precise. We hold on to this precious service even though ever since the demise of the Coop dairy in Boultham Park he comes all the way from Newark. I was awake. Prompted me to get up.
The milk is still on the doorstep. Inside the porch. No particular rush to bring it in. It’s spinach, mushrooms and poached egg for breakfast. When I was a kid in Waunfawr near Caernarfon the milkman would leave a slate over the tops of the milk bottles to stop the blackbirds pecking at the cream. Don’t have that problem now. Even the full fat doesn’t have cream on top. I still turn the bottle upside down though before opening. Just to mix the cream in a bit. Like the old days 🙂
We used to get four or five pints a day when there were six of us living at home. Six! Sounds like an awful lot. A full house. Then as they moved out we gradually reduced the amount until now it is two pints three times a week. Sometimes top it up from the local milk shop, ie Waitrose. I am a drinker of milk. At university I used to get through three pints a day.
Only thirty seven days until this year’s trefbash. Registrations are ahead of last year which is good innit. I’ve started buying bits and bobs to make the party rock. You will have to wait until the night to see what they are. Usual kind of thing really. This year’s theme is music festival. Plenty of scope for creativity there. You are invited.
Had my annual flu jab yesterday. Went early to Newland Coop pharmacy in Anne’s car to make sure I got a parking space and to make sure I wasn’t late for the nine thirty slot. There were two or three available which is unusual. I was in at nine twenty and out almost immediately having been sorted by the pharmacist Tony who remembered my name. That is a talent. All the parking spaces had been filled up by the time I got back to the car. Result.
I took Anne’s car because mine was at the menders. A rodent had chewed through one of my fuel pipes causing a leak. Not good. Effin rodents. Expensivo as it is not covered by the warranty. Ah well. Down at Coops’ garage later they said this was a fairly regular occurrence there. Mostly chewing through wiring. Will pick the car up today. Ryan from Marshalls called as I was pulling in to the pharmacy car park to let me know it was sorted.
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Productive day in prospect.
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The shed is a calming place. I have made a pot of tea and am waiting for it to brew. I have a conference call in my diary for ten minutes’ time and should be in possession of a nice cuppa by then.