Monday is traditionally shopping day and we drove to Morrisons in Falkirk, in the rain. We were delighted to see some real rain today, just as long as it doesn’t think that it’s staying for good. Scamp got her grass seed scattered and washed in with the prospect of more scattering tomorrow, all being well.
We wandered round Morrisons and bought more than we really should have, but that’s the problem when you’re not shopping in your local supermarket, you keep finding new things on the shelves and adding them to your trolley. Then you realise how little space you have left in it. Anyway, as we were piling the shopping into the blue car, I said to myself, Well, that’s something done.
My main complaint with Morrisons is that the cafe was closing at 2.30pm. This seems to be a common occurrence in the Falkirk shop. The slightest thing causes the shop to shut. It’s raining. Oops we’ll need to close the cafe. Don’t they want to make money?
Scamp had an old bracelet that needed a new clasp and there is a wee jewellers in Falkirk she trusts with her fragile things, so we managed to get two things done in the same place. The bracelet should be ready for collection on Thursday. Two tasks completed.
While Scamp was off explaining what she wanted done to the bracelet, I was sent off to Waterstones to browse the books. I did see two I liked the look of, but of course I didn’t write down their titles. Instead Scamp met me and we went for a coffee in Nero across the road. I thought I’d manage to drop in to Waitrose on the way to the car and snap the titles on my phone, but only one was still there on the stand. For the life of me I cannot remember the name of the other one, but with an interesting cover, I’m sure I’d recognise it again. At least I had one title safely in the phone.
On the way back to the car we passed Falkirk Trinity Church. Even in the rain it looked really good, and after a few shots I got what I wanted and with a little bit of work at home it would become PoD. Task number three completed. We drove home in the rain.
Tonight was the start of the Monday dance class with Kirsty. The plan was to begin with a Foxtrot. As with most of the dances we do, Kirsty takes them forward very slowly to make sure nobody is left behind. I think she sometimes takes too much time to it, but usually Scamp starts shoving me around the floor and that is when I see that it it isn’t all that different from the routines we use in Stewart and Jane’s classes. Sometimes the names are slightly different, but my feet know where they are going, because we’ve walked through those techniques many times at Brookfield. It’s really just muscle memory, or parts of it. By the end of the night, things were clicking into place. More Foxtrotting may be planned for next week, all being well.
Tomorrow it looks like more rain for us. Good for the garden.