A day in the life…
I’ve been meaning to blog for a week or so and have often thought, ‘that would make a good blog’, then just when I get my keyboard out I have forgotten what on earth I wanted to write about!
Today has been a funny old day. I tend to work on Wednesday’s and Thursday’s so the fact that we needed to make a five hour cruise today (up the river Avon, from Tewkesbury to Pershore) meant that I needed to replan. I worked late yesterday, started early today and then took several breaks before starting again later today. Thank goodness for flexible working eh?
On arriving at Pershore Tom and I took a quick stroll down the high street; what a gorgeous selection of individual shops Pershore offers!
There is a super topshop which I will be visiting at some point in the future for sure. When I was a child we had a toyshop (a real toyshop – not a selection of toys in a supermarket) called ‘Spencers’ in Redditch. I l o v e d that shop. I remember being taken there on my birthday and choosing a toy record player. As opposed to playing songs, I had a collection of brightly coloured, vinyl records – which were actually stories – each one was accompanied by a story book; I would read the book as the record played and when the bell tinkled it was time to turn the page. I can hear the tinkling now…
I am one-hundred percent positive that record player was the catalyst for my love of reading and writing. If only I still had it (and the records/story-books). I would love to have been able pass them on to my grandchildren.
My other favourite toy was a Petite typewriter – bought for me by Father Christmas but I bet it came from ‘Spencers’ too! I typed constantly as a small child; I used to pretend to be a journalist – which was my dream job. Alas, I didn’t realise my dream; although I do write again nowadays (only on a keyboard – not quite as lovable as my Petite) and have indie-published a few books, so I’ve not completely given up on my dream.
Now, those that know me will know that I am not a fan of supermarkets. However, ASDA is just four to five minutes walk from where we are moored on the river in Pershore, so I decided to walk there around 8pm to pick up some plants to pretty-up the roof of our boat. Fifty-four-pounds and thirty minutes later I arrived back at the boat with Prosecco, Merlot, salad, vegetables, cheese, sea bass etc…but no plants! How did that happen?
Unfortunately, the plants looked as though they hadn’t been cared for or watered (and it’s been pretty warm). They appeared to be either dead or wilting. Because I can kill off a thriving plant pretty easily I decided that I would be wasting my money if I did purchase.
I have made two rather pricey purchases over the last few days – and I hope I don’t have to make full use of either of them. ‘What???’ I hear you say. ‘Are you mad?’.
If I explain that one is a life-jacket (after falling in the canal recently I decided to ‘play it safe’ from now on) and the other is a waterproof/wind-proof Barbour hat you might understand why! See pic below where I thought I would try it out in the wind…
When working locks in the rain (never a planned activity but…) my waterproof jacket is just not up to the job. Well, the jacket may be but the hood comes down over my eyes – great for playing blind-mans-buff but not for labouring locks – so I decided to splash out. Excuse the pun.
I just hope that if I do need to use the hat it lives up to the one-hundred-and-six-year-old sales assistants persuasive sales-pitch.
I didn’t intend to blog so much about shopping but…shopping? It’s a girl thing!