It’s almost midday and I’ve just eaten Brunch
It’s cold today.
The dogs are knackered after their walk and have curled themselves into the kitchen reading chair to sleep
I’m thinking of what I’d like to do today.
There’s not much on in the cinema I fancy, perhaps with the exception of Guillermo del Toro’s Nightmare Alley.
Ive not arranged with any friends to meet.
I don’t feel that social today….
Time for another strong coffee bag coffee, with a splash of algave nectar
And more time at the kitchen table with my hands warmed by the coffee cup
Ps…I couldn’t be arsed going to the cinema.
So I went to Sainsbury’s instead and bought a chicken, two reduced priced candlesticks a load of healthy food and some fleece jogging pants and sweat shirt that would double up as Pjs.
I had a mini row with a modern parent who let her children climb over the supermarket trolleys and did my best Edith Evan’s impersonation, by enunciating loudly “ Is THIS a supermarket or a child’s playing area ? “
The mother wanted to take me on but thought better of it seeing I had my devil-may- care gravy stains on my t shirt.
Bring it on sister, I thought .
I’m tidying the house, doing some washing and am going to hoover and clean up before walking the girls again. Only then will I don my new joggers
Select shit on the iPlayer
And enjoy what’s left of my sunday