Busy socialising

It turned into a busy morning yesterday.

Even while I was having my breakfast mug of tea I noticed a delivery van outside one of our neighbours. The neighbour was clearly out. I popped out. The deliverer was relieved to have found someone he could deliver to. Needless to say the neighbour came over later to collect his parcel. We caught up on each other’s news, our holiday in Italy, his in the Dordogne, France.

Then I got on with my blog. Just as I was inserting the pictures at the end, the doorbell went. It was Al, our gardener, so I opened the gate to let him in. I hastily returned to my blog & got it published. I then had a hasty look at what cash we had in the house – we never have much. We had no notes, but I managed to scrape up enough coinage to raise his fee. Poor Al ended up with a lot of 20p coins. I then joined Al to hear his news. Apart from mowing the lawn he put some bark down on the bog garden, after gently encouraging a frog to get out of the way. He managed to get all done in time for the rain to start.

About 10 minutes after he had left, Angie arrived to do the cleaning. I caught up on her news & left her as bemused as I am by my dietary instructions & benefit situation.

Before Angie had left, another neighbour turned up, just for a chat. She came in & sat for half an hour or so – a pleasant interlude.

I couldn’t help thinking it was lucky the Fox was in charge of dinner - he had prepared a slow-cooked lamb curry overnight – as I don’t know when I would have had time to prepare food as well.

All afternoon it rained so we didn’t bother going out. After all my socialising, I was quite relieved to have a quiet time with my jigsaw in the Bulbfields of the Netherlands while the Fox got some things sorted out on the computer.

Today we will off to the butcher’s to buy a chicken for the weekend. On the way we will stop off at the golf club to meet our friends. It will be our first time to enter as fully paid up members. We were accepted on Wednesday after our interview. We no longer have to depend upon our friends signing us in all the time. Even on the day of our interview we met other friends at the club, people we hadn’t seen for a while. I can see it’s a place we might end up going quite often.