Thursday 30 August 2018

Wedding anniversary


It’s our wedding anniversary today. 43 years. A long life sentence for us both, & yet one we’re both happy to serve.

We’ve not decided what to do to celebrate. We don’t want to go away as we will soon be off to Italy.

We’re debating a visit to a bookshop. We will need some reading for the holiday & it’s always a pleasure to look at books. Or we’re contemplating a bit of a further explore of Lancashire, the county we now live in. One of the till girls at the supermarket recommends “The Barn” at Scorton. It’s a farm-shop-cum-gin-palace - the Fox is into gin these days as is this lady on the till. I’m aware also from a lady from Scorton we met once on holiday in Cyprus – her daughter was disabled – there are many walks made especially accessible for wheelchair walkers with electric scooters available for loan. If the day picks up it may be worth a trip. Either way I’m having a quiet morning, indulging in a box of chocolates that have miraculously appeared, a gift from the Fox.

We’re certainly thinking of dining out. Going somewhere that may turn out to be a bit of a treat. Again we’ve not quite decided on where. Much depends on what we do this afternoon.

One thing we definitely intend doing is pop to the hospital & collect the third tube of ointment prescribed to the Fox last week by Dermatology – all part of getting ready for the holiday & Italy.

And the other thing is I’m going to put a (hopefully) special bottle of wine in the fridge for when we get back this evening. It can accompany the 3 CD collection of jazz music we bought yesterday. And, even more importantly, some quality chunter.

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