He’s concentrating……………. the brow is furrowed, the pen is dangling from the corner of the mouth and his eye brows are almost touching behind his glasses.
But I’ll come back to that.
Into town some 17 miles away first thing today to get some stomach remedy that is assisting with the occasional bouts of reflux. The posh stuff doesn’t work, but a cheapie does, so we’re stocking up. It tastes foul he says, but it works. Reminds me of the stuff we had as kids, and the worse it tasted, the better job it did. I wonder why that is?
We had an idea where we’d park as the side roads are closed on a Friday as it’s one of the three market days. A lovely spot was available but somebody nipped in from the other direction, so we had to go through the one way system, managing to find a convenient space in the High Street.
The traffic warden checked our badge and gave us the thumbs up so we knew we were OK for three hours. Hubby got what he wanted, then we decided to have a spot of breakfast, which would actually serve as our main meal so I’ve got out of cooking today.
A couple of other things to check out, then back home. The vehicle that had ‘nicked’ our parking space was sporting a nice shiny ticket……… seems he did not have a blue badge and was parked in a disabled bay.
Hubby needed a project, so I bought him one for Christmas. The thing was he’d forgotten all about it and I’d forgotten where I’d put it, so it was a pleasant surprise to open the cupboard looking for something else and finding it. Isn’t that always the way?
So, while Hubby has been working, so have I.
I made ten cards today as I have some special birthdays and anniversaries this year. I’ve got a small problem though as I ran out of zeros, especially silver ones, so will be on the hunt over the next few days to find some to finish off an 80th birthday card for a dear boating friend.
This one’s not quite finished, but I haven’t anyone specifically in mind for it yet.
So while I’ve been working on these, Hubby has been putting his jigsaw together.
It’s one of the Woodcraft range we saw in the garden centre, and it is not as straightforward as it looks.
It says on the pack not recommended for children under 3, but I wonder if there’s an O missing from that as it is proving fiddly slotting everything together, then if you get one piece in the wrong place, well, the air was almost as blue as one of my cards.
Hubby will hopefully finish it tomorrow. This is what he’s working on: