They only had thin sliced bread for toasting at breakfast in the hotel this morning. Rubbish. On the positive side it came out of the toaster right first time. Mixed feelings here 🙂None of it really matters but as the old proverb goes “lots of little things in life added together make a big amorphous mass of something else” (Isiah Chapter 27 verse 6), more commonly known as blessed are the little things.
We have finished breakfast and are now relaxing in our room. THG is uncharacteristically quiet because she is catching up on The Archers through her headphones. I don’t like The Archers. Not since the b4$*4rds killed off my fave character John Archer about thirty years ago. Wonder what he is doing now?
Outside the room there is a steady flow of traffic, being occasionally brought to a halt by a roundabout or traffic lights, or maybe even an old fashioned policeman stood on a special island in the middle of the road wearing those high viz cuffs to direct the traffic. I dunno cos I can’t see. Unlikely though, the latter. I could go out onto the balcony and stretch my neck round to see if I can see but not all that bothered tbh.
I took a look. Guess what. It was both a roundabout and traffic lights. Pedestrian xing anyway. Note the use of the abbreviated version of crossing oft seen on traffic signs. V busy roundabout.
Our itinerary shows that this morning we are at leisure in Bexley Eaf. From what we could see when driving here, and you have to remember I was concentrating on getting through the traffic and not really looking around, there is a Lidl, a caff and a couple of barbers. Probs missed a few places so no doubt a veritable treasure trove of retail delights to discover on an amble around the area.
Tara.
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This osteo arthritis is becoming a serious hindrance. Can hardly walk and certainly not any distance at a useful speed. I am seeing a consultant hip surgeon on Tuesday so hopefully he will shed light on a route forward.
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The couple wot checked in before me yesterday are ready to leave. He is doing something with his phone so maybe booking an Uber or similar. Dunno. I was right. A car has just arrived for them.
There is a pub across the road called The Prince Albert. No idea if it is any good. A red London double decker bus has just trundled on by. There is noone else in the hotel reception area. All have better things to do, probs. 10.49.
Last night’s barmaid has just rocked up in civvies and disappeared around the back of the front desk through a door marked PRIVATE.
Saturday 9th November. On this day I would like to extend the hand of peace and friendship to all. Just getting in early before Christmas. Obvs everyone will be at it around then.
An overweight woman with a walking stick has appeared and is sat on the next table. Bloke waved goodbye to her before headed out carrying a largish square box containing some sort of appliance.