Library

Old job lunch hour? Nope lunch five minutes
New job? Proper lunch hour in which to do as I wish .
Time for more batteries for the before-my-time-Covid-induced-hearing aids… and blow me down if there isn’t a fabulous big library five minutes from work
Somehow along the way I’ve forgotten to go to libraries and within seconds I’d found a book I’ve been dying to read so signed myself back up again and left with batteries and book
Success
Evening spent chewing the fat with pals comparing food and bad and eating Markies chocolate florentines. Is there a more perfect therapy?