Good morning all from a damp Glasgow, no sunshine here. It's has been raining for days, the weeds are having a field day! It is also cold, so I made Scotch broth soup yesterday.
DH and I managed to cram so much in yesterday, Doctor's, Morrison's, pharmacy and a few local shops. It was a slow process, the pain is now radiating from my hips to my toes.
DH caused a chuckle in the surgery, when the nurse called out his Sunday name. No-one calls him that. Eventually, forgetting where I was (I am so unladylike), I roared It is your turn!! He was totally oblivious and deaf.
I suspected DD might want fresh fish from Morrisons, they have both a butcher and fish counter. The quality is excellent.
One is not supposed to contact her at work, but I knew she would be annoyed, if I didn't.
I received a shopping list in return, complete with images so that I wouldn't make mistakes. 🤣
I nearly collapsed at the checkout, when my bill was double what I expected. Have you seen the price of fish!!
Then I realised a large part, was either DD's shopping or DH's 00 Guinness. He is longing for a real pint of Guinness!
Of course, our journey, along the Main Street took ages; DH was bemused at how many people stopped to speak to me. He was surprisingly patient for once.
One parishioner, a fellow RA sufferer, who is also having a bad RA flare up, enveloped me in her arms. Someone, who understood how awful I am feeling. ♥️
An added bonus was, that I saved making a few phone calls and two separate parishioners asked for help with things. They bought me some time, for people often waylay me at church and I end up rushing about, trying to do catch up.
Today, I have my usual Saturday Parish duties. The P.P is still away and the young curate arrived back yesterday. We found the P.C still on the page, he was working on last Sunday, before he left. He just leaves things and walks away. Heaven knows how I am going to get the bulletin from him to proof read. Everything with him is last minute.
Last week, I couldn't find the bulletin paper copies (all 600) . There weren't any. He switched on the photocopier and walked away.
There was no paper in it!!
Gaga, I have been thinking of you and your brother.♥️
Wishing you all a pleasant Saturday.