Postbus

Another day, another dollar.  The usual routine – pre-work walk, work, work, work, with a break for a quick walk at lunchtime.  It was so very windy at lunchtime.  My short walk into the wind was exhausting.
 
BB had rugby training after school.  He wasn’t too dirty when he returned, which was a pleasant surprise. 
 
Later I had to pop out for some things for a packed lunch.  Thankfully BB announced that he needed one tomorrow slightly earlier and the supermarket was still open.
 
I often look at this sign as I walk by the Post Office.    There is no Postbus anymore.