Chores

Hey! It’s Friday! And what should be the start of the weekend. Well, it has been really, just with a few chores thrown in for luck.

“What are your plans for the day?” says John, this morning. I reeled off a very long list of jobs to do. “Ah…. right. You’re going to be busy then.” Yep. That was the plan. “How about you?” I asked. More jet-washing of the drive was in order. Mmmm…. lovely.

Anyway, that’s exactly what we did – worked through our lists of jobs until we were tired, and then a sit-down in the lounge, in front of the TV, was in order.

I toddled off to Kenilworth to pay cheques into the bank for Mum. Scottish Power had finally sent a refund in her name and not the name of the flats she used to live in. I am sure they’ve still got it wrong, though, because they sent two cheques for identical amounts of money – neither of which match the cheques they sent previously. Ah, well, it’ll all come out in the wash, I expect.

I also drove over to Paul and Harriet’s to drop a piece of ‘Henry’ in. We had donated one of these vacuum cleaners to them a good while ago, but it was delivered without an essential piece, so they’ve never used it. I am not sure that they’ll use it now either, but it’ll be there as back-up if needed.

Unfortunately, I didn’t see either of them when I was there. Harriet was out and Paul was on a business call, and the house was all locked up, so I couldn’t get in. I just left it on the doorstep in the end. Hopefully they’ll find it.

John was sitting watching a programme about ‘The Night Stalker’ when I got back home, so we sat and watched Episode One together. Then we watched Episode Two. We might have carried on watching it but for the fact that John said he was keen to get on with some more jet-washing. “We’ll save it until later,” we said.

I was cooking the tea and I thought I’d double-check on the ol’ man as to how much more there was to do outside. I wasn’t best pleased when I went out to find him covered in muck, head to toe, from the backlash of the water – without a mask. “I think I’ve left it on the work surface in the kitchen,” he said sheepishly. Well, I couldn’t find it, so I gave him one of the medical ones – which wasn’t ideal but better than nothing. Golly, it’s such a mucky job…. there’s cars, doors, and walls all to clean down now…..

This evening we spent watching the rest of The Night Stalker, which we thought was very well done and well acted, so we really enjoyed it. Then we both looked at each other and said, “I’m tired,” Yep. We’re both worn out so it’s an early night for us for a change.

The COVID situation rolls on with very little change. 35,623 people tested positive for the virus today. 180 people died in the community. Yes – one hundred and eighty! And there were 59 deaths in hospitals in the previous 48 hours.

We saw the advert for the Bond film which is in the cinemas on September 30th. “Shall we go?” John wondered. I hesitated. “Erm….” “You’re not keen?” Well, it’s not that I wouldn’t like to see the film on the big screen, it’s just that there’s such a high incidence of infection…… so yes, you’d be right. I am not keen.

In the meantime and in between times, John has been looking out old photos…. and he came across this one. My mates when I was still at school – ahhhhh…. those were the days! Footloose and fancy-free. I am not in the pic (perhaps I am taking it?) but do any of you out there recognise anyone?

Take care everyone. God bless.