We’ve just got back from a brisk walk along the prom, through the park, and round the estate, a distance of about one and a half miles. We took a slightly different route, but still one Maggie was familiar with. We met up with a few people, one knew we’d lost her, another is a couple locally who we hadn’t seen to tell, and the third a guy with a springer spaniel that is friendly on an erratic basis. We didn’t say, and he didn’t ask.
The days are plodding on, and before we know it, it will be December and I shall be sending out our usual cards. I’ve been buying stamps over the past three or four months to spread the cost, but at the last count, I still have about 20 to post. I usually include a newsletter as for many it is the only time of year we have contact, but it is a two way street and we hear from them too, so it’s not like it’s all one-sided. With all the cards I’ve made during the lockdown, I shall be sending a few to a friend as well as my aunt. I’d already posted the parcel to Bro in NZ, which included my SIL’s birthday card for next week. Both are signed from the three of us, but they will understand.
The day is chilly but dry, so all being well we should get a few more walks in. It is hard to judge the time without Maggie, and we think it’s around 7pm when in fact it is only about 20 to 5. She would be herding us towards the door several times during the day.
I see the 3TC challenge has gone out for tomorrow. I used the wrong editor when preparing it, and obviously screwed up the schedule. I’ll try and reverse it, if not there won’t be one tomorrow and things should be back to normal on Monday.