… to go for a walk down into town this afternoon to do a little shopping.
And so; as you can see, I was having my usual luck when it comes to opening hours and the like. I wasn’t in any rush this afternoon, and that proved to be my undoing.
It always happens to me, doesn’t it?
This morning, I didn’t quite manage to crawl out of bed prior to the second alarm going off. That was something of a disappointment as I’m trying to organise myself a little better.
And it was cold in here too. 12°C in fact. Had I been in the Auvergne I would have had the heating on as 13.4°C is the optimal temperature down there, as regular readers of this rubbish will recall. But that wouldn’t happen inside the attic until mid-November so it shows just how effective the insulation is that I put in the walls and roof.
But with 12°C in here, it still doesn’t feel as cold as 13.4°C does in the Auvergne. So I’ve made it into November anyway with no heat – except for the casual heat in the bathroom when I’m having a shower, and that doesn’t count.
There was plenty to do on the laptop this morning, and to make matters worse I crashed out for an hour or so sometime during thr proceedings.
Lunch was defrosted bread, and that worked quite well. I shall have to do more of that.
Having continued with some work this afternoon, it was about 15:45 when I went down into the town.
My luck was in down at the docks, and it wasn’t only my luck that was in because my ship had come in too.
I’d told you the other day that the stuff was piling up in the corner of the dock where Grima ties up and so I was expecting her arrival any day.
And sure enough, she had arrived on the lunchtime tide, unloaded a pile of scrap, and was busy taking on board the stuff on the quayside.
I’d not seen her load up before so I spent some time watching them piling the stuff on board.
With a skilled crew on board and skilled dockside handlers they were sticking an enormous quantity of stuff on board. Grima might only be a small ship but she has an extraordinary capacity for freight.
And it didn’t make any difference about the time that I had passed on the quayside because the Carrefour would have been closed anyway
The Coccinelle didn’t have any Tahini so I prowled around all of the fine food shops in the town to look for it. Having opened a jar of chick peas and with some left over from the curry last night, I want to make some hummus. Apparenty it can be frozen, which is good news.
My journey took me up past the railway station with no luck, so seeing as I was halfway there, I walked on all the way out to the Bio-Coop. They had some (at a price of course) and I bought some sausages and vegan sandwich spread too.
On the way back I stopped at the LIDL and to my dismay they had sold out of bread. But I bought some onions and potatoes seeing as I was running low.
The 100% of the day’s efforts came up on the fitbit when I was walking back into town (with still a good way to go) so I could exempt myself from going for a walk tonight. It was late too – 18:45 when I returned home. A coffee was on the cards after all of that.
Tea was mashed potato, carrots, frozen peas, frozen sprouts, frozen broccoli and a vegan burger. And very nice it all was too.
And now I am off to bed. I’ve done enougb today, I reckon.
Your diet is certainly interesting. I’ve never eaten frozen peas, sprouts and broccoli. I might be somewhat of an oddball though… I like to get my slave to cook them for me 🙂
Well, I unfreeze them and cook them first 😉
But but but…. I thought you were so tough and rugged… I thought you ate frozen food straight from the freezer. I thought you ran barefoot after wildebeest and clubbed them with your bare hands, skinning and cooking them as you raced back to your home with the carcas. Now you’ve shattered my reality… cooking…. next thing you’ll be saying you can’t fly through the air, bend steel beams and use your X-ray vision to watch young ladies through the walls of a C&A changing booth…