Tonight we are off to play Scrabble with MSM, our first for several weeks following my surgery and hers the week after for a hernia.
It is chucking it down with rain at the moment, but according to the radar picture, this should cease in about an hour which will tie in nicely with us walking up to her house.
However, we intend to don our custard suits just in case it’s teeming when we leave around 8pm.
We are going armed with a carrier, having purchased her several small gifts, one of which was a tub of posh ice cream we delivered this afternoon (as we have no freezer) to go with one of the little parcels in her goody bag.
There are also a few nibbles for our scrabbleathon in lieu of us having an evening meal.
I cooked a meat free sweet and sour for lunch today to use up three halves of red, green and yellow peppers, and some mushrooms which were lurking with intent at the bottom of the fridge.
Our eating habits have changed over the last few weeks since we started having our two-day stews, and I’ve not only had to throw out bread, but half a lump of cheese yesterday which had gone mouldy beyond the point of no return.
The food sheet is therefore looking rather good and I am about seventy quid down on December 2015. Overall though, my food shopping has increased on average to about £34 a week. That will be addressed in the New Year.
Back to Scrabble:
The last time we played, MSM beat us good and proper, 2 games to one, though we add all our scores together and try to better ourselves each time. We keep a score book in the box to keep track.
We are looking at tonight as much needed practice, as having spoken to MOH this afternoon about our visit on Christmas Day, he has asked us to bring the Scrabble for a change from dominoes and cribbage.
Now whether this has anything to do with the utter and absolute thrashing we gave him in both a week or so ago, I have no idea. Also, he plays one to one to one, so no joint scores, just an overall winner, which I have to say is usually him on the few occasions we’ve remembered to take the board down.
We’ve always agreed to No Presents at Christmas, as we enjoy each other’s company and our likes are so dissimilar, we wouldn’t stand a change in getting it right anyway, unless of course it was something in the food line which we are contributing to but not overdoing for our visit.
However, we decided to buy MOH a gift this year, but not wrapped it as such.