Seem to be reaching an age when people I know keep on dying. The lady that ran the charity shop next door to our workshop died yesterday. I had to take her home a few months ago, but she was soon back working again - think it was what kept her going, she was 86 - but she went into hospital last month, then to respite care in the local hospital and just faded away. She was such a strong person. She broke her neck as a child during the war but that never held her back. I loved listening to her stories, even though she thought I knew who everyone was (only been here 10 years). She much preferred to ask OH to fix things in the shop than call head office, but she did take in our parcels (even if she did forget she had my new pc for three days!!).
Talking about my pc
, had to do a factory reset today, took until now to reload all the data mainly because some of it is duplicates of duplicates of duplicates. After deleting 6,000 unwanted emails my hand doesn't want to work any more. Hope that it is fixed now as it will be out of warranty very soon.
I have
clothes in my spare wardrobe that I have never worn. Did suggest that I ebayed some but my OH is convinced that we will go out somewhere posh at some time. In the meantime my jeans and fleece get more than their fair share of wearing.