By bulldozia


I got a text telling me to expect a parcel delivery by 1.30pm. I stayed in, dipping in and out of books, raiding the internet now and again, snacking on oatcakes, peanut butter, and a rice salad from yesterday.  It didn't arrive till 4pm. Too dark then for a ride on the bike, so I resumed my earlier routine, until it felt like the right time to put things away and settle down to the new series of Luther on the TV.

Not a very productive day, but I did renew my contents insurance. For half the price my current provider was threatening me with. No attempt to woo me back when I phoned to cancel, not even a little bit.

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