Worra DAY!

With an added emotional hiccup.

It started with a run around ... Bank - Post Office - Eggs - Tip - Bird seed.
Bank, no park, OK try Sainsbury's, similar, Nip up to Morrisons; there was a hole in the wall (Literally, they were changing the machine) Try Cranston's - Temporarily out of Service, Back to Sainsbury's - success.
I've had enough - eat.
JAM and BUTTER it! 
I was as close as the tip & forgot to continue to Birds' Bistro.
Expedition 2. Tip with ANOTHER bucket of stones. Why am I not gardening in a hole? Morrison's and done for the day.
...
Still putting Alice's stuff in bags for British Heart Foundation. 
Decided to look again in her Purse. Found a compartment which had escaped an earlier, more emotional, search. Behold the assembled finds.
:¬( 
I didn't know she carried me around. From the mists of history, i.e. hair at both ends, neither end grey. Must be pre-1973, coz that's when I shaved in order to join the Fire Service, plus assorted Till receipts.
The extra is the better of the two she carried; de-wrinkled to the best of my ability; ruddy great CREASE across my eyes plus sundry others removed.
Permission to sulk?
:¬(
NOT a happy chappy tonight.

Just nipped back to decode a bit.
She had a voracious appetite for fiction, her one eye read 5-6 per week against my two eyes reading 2-3 per month.
The list is her authors: put there as much for disguise as anything else.
It contained her three plastic card PINs.
The "Hole in the wall"
Bank "Platinum", and, in  spite of being nominated "Fire Brigades' Union" was actually MBNA ... In favour of the Fire Services National Benevolent Fund; which the nummle-heids re-christened "The Firemans Charity" on account of FEW of the lads knew its full title and one or two couldn't even spell it; The Fire station Notice Board carried a space for the "Benevolant Fund"
Commonly referred to as "The Ben Fund".