Give me an hour and I'm on my way home. Today was one of those days that seemed never to come to an end. Good news is that I'm off until next Monday with a trip over to Southampton in between to visit my son and his wife. It's been so long I can't wait. We have exchanged a few emails over the last couple of days, talking of Christmas gifts. He is a lot like me when it comes to buying gifts for others, what would you like dad? pick something why don't you? Yes it would be great to give an unrestricted answer but sure who wants to come across as needy or greedy? I'm of the notion that cash is good, what about a gift voucher? What's wrong with that? I would love to have a few pounds in my pocket to spend frivolously but guilt then takes me. I would end up putting the cash towards the servicing costs I am due to fork out tomorrow. There's a plan, I would love someone to pay my servicing bill tomorrow, any offers?
The whole of tomorrow with no car. What to do? I'm sure there are a dozen jobs I could do. If I can muster the interest there's a wall that needs a lick of emulsion. A big lab that likes to lie close to your feet rubs occasionally on the wall and it does need freshened up, might be nice before Christmas.
Well, an answer to a prayer would be for all the items I've ordered online for Christmas to arrive tomorrow. The post is so unpredictable. Things that normally arrive quickly from China now take three weeks+ and things that should take a while longer arrive next day! How are things categorised at the post office? I will never know or understand.
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