It happens when you kiss me...

Yet another good day. 

This social distancing isn't so bad for a social anxious phobe like myself. 

I can pick and choose when I need to speak to people and for the most part i can stay inside. 

Today, consisted of reading late in bed.  

Rising and wandering round the garden looking at the plants. 

Sweeping all the floors. 

Hoovering everything. 

Being a tad disappointed in my new feather duster, which was (a) neither feather,  (b) extending. 

Karchering the downstairs. Intently. 

Stopping for lunch.  Cold meat roll with coleslaw and coffee.  Perfect. 

Then an hour deep cleaing the bathroom. 

All that out of the way - I showered and convinced Tooli to take a ride with me to Tesco.  Tooli has been very reticent to leave the house, and I told her we would take a run over, look at the queue and how they were managing it, and only go in if she were comfy. 

Comfy she was, and in the queue we stood.  It didn't take long - and we were in, and sterlising our trolly and hands.  We wandered round picking up the essentials.  A calculator (she is trying to remember how to do maths' for the upcoming PGCE course).  Bras - there is a limit to how long you can walk around un-bra'd, kitchen rolls, stitch unpicker, and sunscreen.  Don't forget the sunscreen. 

Then we went to find a BIG plaster for Si.   He has been "walking the west highland way" along with Boy, virtually.   23 miles in 2 days was too much for the undeside of his foot.   

Boots in the town was also very controlled, and Tooli was very comfortable  She thinks she might venture out more often now. 

Then we came home, and himself was locked out.  he had been topping the water up at the Allotments - and there, there had been "incident".    A man had come in and lifted some Rhubarb.   two stalks from several plots.    Including 2 sticks from ours. 

I'm thinking he must be desperate, but everyone is worried, that if he thinks it is okay to lift rhubarb our of fenced plots, that he may lift something else.   Disaster. 

Anyhoo.  

Dinner was lovely.  Steak and chips. 

And rather lush red wine. 

And then... when Si was watering the garden, he shouted me and said,  bring the camera, bring the  camera - Look  Kath  -  he found an Orange Tip!

Although, tis not very orange. 

Decidedly green and white.