Day 7: Supermarket Central
Mothering
Sunday is over and the papers today are full of smiling white haired grannies
peering through windows at young adults and their children waving to them with
balloons and all manner of food items. Rather reminded me of feeding time at the zoo!
Dire times and this one is serious. In the light
of every hairdresser now probably closing I have come up with a game for
ladies – ‘Guess the Hair Colour’. My own hair of course is naturally blonde but
I thought it may be an idea to invest in a few hats before the milliners close –
they won’t after all be needing their Ascot extravaganzas so perhaps there will
be an online sale. For gentlemen why not spend the time growing a beard? The
extra time you save by not shaving could be used for domestic activities like helping
your wife invent menus from sardines and Sharon fruit.
Shopped this morning in my designated time slot –
well that didn’t work: children, parents, anybody and everybody were there despite the
notice at the door. At least Marks and Spencer vet you. I did take my driving
licence to prove my age but it wasn’t asked for it – I now feel insulted so will
go back to my flashing 40 today badge!
Here’s
a suggestion – ‘unused supermarket aisles that once, long
ago, contained loo rolls could be re-assigned as pop-up intensive care units’. Waitrose will of course be BUPA!
Thank you Cornish Maid for your recommendation of
the Mrs Beamish ditty - I hadn’t heard this before but found it very apposite
for the times we are facing, here is a link should anybody like to give it
a go: https://youtu.be/Uc80G6Yzu04
My comments today are both window focused. Firstly my window cleaner, who cleans mine
ReplyDeleteand 8 neighbours' windows at each visit, was the first person to withdraw his services over 2 weeks ago. I am mystified since none of us has ever had social contact with him. He telephones to announce his arrival, has his own water supply and must stand 2 metres back from the house with his cleaning system and always looks as though he is already dressed in some sort of sinister protective clothing, all in black and sunglasses like a cool surfing dude. If it was in the Summer I would say that surf was up and he had just gone "Newquay'. I would have thought in the present clime his would be one of the safest but perhaps he thinks the lurgy can seep through walls. My second window subject comes from a friend here who has told me that since her Georgian windows are filthy, she has decided to treat her house as a giant Advent calendar and clean one pane a day until she is released.
I love the advent calendar idea, but concerned your friend may run out of windows before reaching Christmas Eve.... Just how many panes does she have?! Or is it like painting the Golden Gate Bridge and once finished she has to start over? This chap called Sisyphus did something similar once... Strength and honour all (plus how great is my mum?!) x
DeleteI always knew there would be a use for your flower covered swimming turban during these potentially follicular chromatically challenging times ... ;-)
ReplyDeleteFish Fingers last night with oven chips. Had half a red pepper, an aubergine and a courgette, himself jazzed the veg up with some curry spice. Strange combination but quite nice.
ReplyDeleteI was going to clean my windows indoors today but after spending nearly two hours trying to set up on line shop was not in the mood.
Will leave that excitement for tomorrow! Clocks go forward this weekend so some lighter evenings to look forward to.
Did I mention that himself sorted out the sewing box that belonged to my mum. I don't go near it as I am allergic to sewing. We now only have a few cotton reels instead of about fifty. He has found a good home for the box and the cotton. I hope he has kept reasonable colours of cotton in case he ever needs to sew a button on. Stay safe.