You can never have enough...

[Oh_hunnihunni]

I scooted down to Devonport to do the groceries early, beating the rain but overdid the shopping a bit. So coming back up the hill the scoot refused the steepest bit of the hill and I had to get off and walk it up over the top. Definitely going to need new batteries before next Winter. And I did beat the rain, as well as scored a couple of good meat bargains, a small roast pork down $5 to $19 (just as well it will do me several meals and some nice lamb chops. Special treats for the oncoming cold days. Dropped off another big bag of goodies to the Sallies to balance out a wee bit of Trademe naughtiness over the weekend so I can feel pure about that bit of frittering. I found a long macrame table runner at a silly price and fancied it as a drop on the inside of my glass front door. The curtain there now needs to come down for a wash and this runner will make an interesting replacement both from inside and out. I am tempted to paint the glass a la Lillith, but can't think of a subject I can live with.

I know how you feel popeye. The weather and the chill are into my bones too, waking up the rust and making me swear some very rude words. Hopping on and off the scoot is best done warily on these chilly days, so I don't offend passers by with the language! My Mum would be horrified how unladylike I have become in my old age! But I am not eager to go on the surgery list with covid surging everytime I consider it. One of my oldest neighbours - 96 - went in after a fall and got covid on the ward which has set her back so badly she has been put into a resthome. She was determined to die in her own bed so I have sympathy for her, but also am grateful we can stop worrying about her. There definitely comes a point when relying on neighbours is not recommended.

Now I shall get back up, sort the last of that shop, put an apple out for the birds, make coffee and relax. A good day's work and it's not even lunchtime yet!