More Of The Same

There is a dawning realisation that aside from meetings I am becoming hermit like. Not in the Ricky Gervais style in that I don’t like people although my own company doesn’t bother me it’s just that I don’t see many people.
I walk Paddy and recognise people to ‘nod’ to but rarely do I have a conversation which is why I look forward to my Friday’s with Richard and Jackie when , as the saying goes, “I could talk the leg off a stool”.
So today, on a Mrs S day off, I delivered Sam to Beacon near Camborne, attended an RNA committee meeting, collected Sam, walked Paddy, cooked a second roast of the week and ate more Christmas Cake.
Rock ‘n’ Roll lifestyle it ain’t but it should liven with what’s waiting at the end of the week.