Number147

By Number147

The Delicatessen

One of the ladies at the care home used to run and live above the (now closed) delicatessen in town.

She tells me this at every opportunity. I now beat her to it and say, "I know you! You used to run the delicatessen in town!" This delights her. I've not told her it recently ceased trading (after 100 years).

M-in-L has been with us.  She is running at full throttle today with non stop repetitive chat. Clive disappeared and left me to it. So I put Blue Planet on the telly and she became absorbed. 

My soon to be married brother, Phil, is taking us out for dinner this evening.  

Very windy today.

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