WRITE CHOICES AND ASPIRATIONS

It's a bit like the lull after the storm.   The packages have stopped landing in their droves, the mountains of cards have disappeared and I can put my tape measure back in my pocket.  Yes tape measure.  It's all these rules about lengths and breadths etc.

And people still get caught out with the large letter carry on.  If it doesn't fit through the magic slot (and any card that has a badge rarely does) then it's large letter.

Threats of the return of the white stuff are lingering in the air this evening, but with a bit of luck we will miss it.

Since I started on this round with the mobile outreach service two of my customers have lost their wives and another has just had their wee doggie put to sleep.

I used to see the latter every morning walking by with their little friend tottering up behind them.   It is so strange to see them without her.   Losing a beloved pet is so painful.   It's the little routine they create with walkies, din dins and anything else they think they can get away with .

I had to chuckle today when on a day off I heard the icecream van playing a very loud jingle and my neighbour's dog yowling and yapping along with it.  Go Hamish Go!!

I just pray that when I get up tomorrow morning the roads are black and not white.   Most of the roads I am driving on are B roads and most definitely not for the faint hearted.

Tomorrow is one of my days for being spoilt by a very nice lady who brings me coffee and a bacon roll.   Such amazing kindness and a real character too.   It's people like her that make the world a better place.

She is an artist and I just love her paintings.  I really wish I could paint, but I have to make do with photography.   Wielding a paintbrush is something I love to do but the end result is only for my eyes.

The waft of roast chicken is filling my nostrils as I organise my meals for the week.

There is nothing worse than arriving home, tired and brain dead from making polite conversation with punters all day  and then having to decide what you are going to eat.

I can tell you right now that tomorrow night I will be having Cream of Broccoli soup, followed by more roast chicken, roast potatoes and some veg.  Tuesday will see what's left flung in a curry and the carcase put into another pan for soup.

Organised eh?

That's moi!! (sometimes).

Which reminds me I must post the books I bought today out to my Norwegian grand bairns.   Books over there are very expensive.   These ones all look like great fun, with lots of stickers.   No excuse about not getting to the post office.  It's more about escaping the post office!:wink:

The ewes that I meet on my travels are now getting closer to their happy events.   When the salt is on the road the silly things all stand there licking it totally oblivious to the traffic.   thankfully heading over this moor most motorists are aware of their penchant for licking the white line!!   Not long now til wee lambies are skipping round about them learning all mum's bad habits.