Christmas shopping

An early start which backfired somewhat since the delicatessen counter in Morrisons doesn’t open until 9 am. Lengthy coffee morning with E catching up on the local gossip including the latest brown rat intel and eating mince pies, Morrison ones which are very good.

Into town to pick up a pair of walking shorts from Rohan, perfect in every way except the zipped pocket is too small to hold a phone.

Then I had a successful Christmas shopping afternoon; I have decided that I won’t label the gifts and the adults can sort out amongst themselves who gets what. And they can all share the rum from Rùm.