We popped into Stafford for the last time this winter, not to shop at Sainsbury's, obviously, having had the mega delivery yesterday, but to visit Julian Graves and Poundland, and to get Sheila's reading specs fixed. She had an attack of the dreaded leg falling off syndrome the other night, and although we found the tiny screw, it refused to go back into the hinge properly.
It didn't help that it was one of those fancy spring loaded hinges, making it hard to line up all the holes. No matter, Boots Opticians fixed it by replacing the screw; I'd maybe damaged the thread on the bottom of the old one or something.
We've restocked on stuff like white spirit for cleaning tar stains off the paint work and the like, cheap cleaning cloths and paint brushes for touching in and renewing varnish and other stuff of that nature.
I also visited one of the butchers in the market to get some meat to feed Elanor on tonight, before she goes off to her London wrg weekend. I didn't get any, but it's a while since I've seen a butcher selling whole ox hearts.
Back at the boat, more washing was done and taken to be tumbled, and we generally staggered about preparing the boat for the dog invasion. Elanor and Sally have just turned up, so as soon as I've posted this and had a shower, I'll start cooking lasagne.
2 comments:
Bruce,
A friend recently told me that one of the latest Carp baits is chopped heart. We had them round for food and he was ff the next morning to test this out on the local carp lake. He did say the heart was very big !
Nev
I'm sure that Sally would have demolished an ox heart in no time at all!
Sue, nb Indigo Dream
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