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..and there are somethings money can't buy according to the advert. Too true. I had the day off yesterday. It was nice to relax and do fuck all. I took my time to get washed. Went out for a couple of hours on the bike, picked up some tickets for Fulham and spoke to Wolfie. Nosed around some areas of Brum I don't know too well (still thinking about moving).

In the afternoon I went shopping. I hate shopping. But, I had agreed to cook Sunday dinner so I volunteered to get the goods. Rather than head for the supermarket which is about 200 yards away, I went for a walk along the High Street. The greengrocer was very helpful - he could see I was struggling with my selections. I spent about 20 minutes chatting to the butcher as I ordered my joint of pork. He gave me some advice on how to cook it and cut it. I spotted some home made faggots. "We do a tray of two with gravy and peas for 99pence" That was lunch sorted, and very nice too. Stopped off at the florists to get some flowers for the good lady (I'm a softie really). This time I passed on my tips for keeping flowers longer.

A 90 minute stroll down the High Street would have taken 20 minutes in the supermarket, but I know which one was more rewarding. Next weekend I think I'll try and talk Sam into skipping the Co-op and we can shove the little one in and out of the local shops as we stock up.

Like a good lad, I did all the housework so Sam can take it easy this weekend.

Dad and his wife came round to look after Georina, so Sam and I could go out,. It was someones birthday, a girl Sam grew up with. All of the crowd were from the Black County so conversation would be difficult ;-)

Being in a generous mood, I elected to drive so Sam could let her hair down with her old mates. Full with Italian stuffed peppers and duck we made our way home. As I parked up, we bumped into the neighbours and invited them in for a nightcap. A tip top day all round.

Sam got up early this morning to look after Georgie, who was wide awake and wanting to play. I had a lie in, I didn't get up until 10 to 8. I took over and Sam has gone back to bed. Little Georgie was tired but refused to go to sleep. I put her on my lap and chatted to her as I blogged. The little angel fell asleep, in my arms, stroking my hand. Things don't get much better than this.
posted by kwacky at 10:21 am