A Treat

Late morning SWMBO went and sat with our sick friend while I took her elder daughter (her carer) to an occupational health meeting .... she has her own health problems to contend with but will probably have to give up work to look after her mother full time.

After lunch I met some friends and had an abortive visit to the bank to change the signatories on the camera club account.
However, they wanted stuff done which was not on their forms and refused to accept a National Insurance document as a form of identity .......... why the hell not? It is the governments' basis of your existance.
Damned banks.

So it was off for a coffee.
But I was good - I didn't have a snack.
Even the canned juice in the house seems to be better for me ........ when the hell did they change the can design? - or has SWMBO bought a different kind? (the jury is out on that).

I made a wooden pot for pot-pouri today as a wedding present.
All I need to do now is make up which bride is going to get it.
Maybe I should make another one for the other bride too.



EDIT ....... I forgot to explain why the coffee is a treat ------ SWMBO does not like the smell of coffee since her stroke so I very rarely get coffee