Lockdown Diary - And that was Saturday

Saturday brought the rain again so out came the brollies and raincoats for our trip over the border to our favourite market town Todmorden.

I picked this mac up a few years ago from a dress agency in Arnside in the Lake District.  I remember coming home with a few things from that trip.  The shopkeeper commented that the outfits I had selected had all come from one lady.  We must have both been the same size and had the same taste.

We've always favoured local market shopping over supermarkets and big towns and today it felt really like life before covid. There is always a good natter with the market traders,  tasty quality food to be bought and our favourite cafe has reopened so we popped in there as well.

The Age Concern charity shop has reopened and I didn’t think I would go in one for sometime but when we checked it out their health precautions were excellent so we went in.  We didn’t buy anything, although Philip spotted a fab pair of gents brogues but they were a tad tight on him so he left them.

The most amazing coincidence happened while I was in the post office setting up a mail redirection to have Auntie Gladys Mail sent to our house.  Turns out the family who have the post office have bought Auntie’s house.  It is to be the daughter’s first home.  I don’t know who was more tearful me or the daughter.  She was so happy to know it was me selling it and I told her how thrilled I was that she was going to live there.  I told her all about how auntie loved the peace and outlook over the fields and how nice the neighbours are.

On the way home we stopped off to see a friend and deliver a few essentials.  Next up I dropped off the wandering welder at the pub.  His Saturday teatime drinking buddy had booked them a two hour table slot.  

After sanitising the shopping and putting it away there was time to finish my book before picking him up again and home for tea and an evening catching up with the papers and settling down to some programmes I’ve recorded.

A BBC1 series “Home is where the Art is” with Nick Knowles. 

Philip reported that he didn’t recognise his mate who he hasn’t seen for three months. He’s grown a beard, moustache and lost over a stone.  Said the weight loss is because he’s not had any beer.  He also reported that he was super impressed with how the pub is run and organised and has no fears of going in again.  That’s good to know, we might get back out there for tea sooner than I thought.

Had a quick walk along the bridal path, then down the next lane before climbing  back up ours to get the old heart pumping.

 

And that my friends was Saturday.

Sunday we are dog sitting Betsy, our neighbours King Charles spaniel, while Brenda goes to her granddaughter’s graduation at home afternoon tea.

Stay safe and only do what you are comfortable with 

Lynn 

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