TGIF

Well, not really.
All life's a weekend when you retire!
Best alternative for tgif will win a prize - go for it, aj.

Having had no comments for ages, there were 5 in all on the last blog as charity shop donations were considered.
How do you decide , when sorting out,
1) what goes back?
2)what goes in the bin?
3)what goes to the charity shop?
4)what will be worth taking to a car boot sale?
5) Things worth a significant amount that "I'll sell on e-bay" , one day.

I think that too much falls into 1, too little into 2. The garage loft & part of the factory is full of boxes awaiting a fine weekend when we are free to do a car boot, hoping aj can come & help.
I have yet to get up the nerve to get involved with e-bay.
I'm sure that W will say "bin the lot".

Today was a Thomas day. We lunched at M&S following a gentle stroll around the shops during which T was meant to fall asleep. he didn't.
We finally shopped in JS, T holding my hand & the basket on the top of the buggy.
Sadly, the second bottle of wine was the straw that broke the camel's back; the basket fell over the top leaving all of the shopping swimming in a rather nice Australian rose.
The biggest supermarket disaster since Ben stood on a packet of lard in the trolley in 1981 or possibly the dropped strawberry jam at the checkout some years later.
Does W remember the day he ran the full length of JS in Coventry with my trolley, to hide it.
I remember the surprised look on the face of the woman whose trolley he had actually run off with as she selected her cereals.
He was only about 15 at the time, in school uniform.