Breakfast was a touch bleak at 5.30 this morning – we burnt the toast and lost the marmalade. The first was due to the unwritten natural law that the chance of burning your toast rises in inverse proportion to the amount of bread available.
Thus, when you only have four slices of bread left you are almost guaranteed to burn it.
It’s the child effect – when they are both visiting, as they were this weekend, food simply seems to disappear. I’m sure we had half a loaf when I went to bed. I can’t even attempt to work out what they’ve done with the marmalade.
After that it was time to do laundry (and start a new book), go shopping, walk round the duck pond, answer blog comments, and cook for the evening (a highly untechnical dish of vegetables (mainly courgette) to be eaten with wholemeal pasta. Some times I’m so healthy I frighten myself.
It’s the first time I’ve been able to walk round the pond without my stick since April, so I’m happy with that, even if it is only 500 yards.
The ducks, I’m sad to say, were not very interesting.
The wooden sculptures are looking good.
It looks like things are getting back to normal, whichΒ is clearly a mixed blessing. I now have more domestic chores to do, but it’s nice being able to walk without the stick. Next week I will have to walk round twice.
The final picture is my shopping list, as people seem to like shopping lists.
You may notice that it’s not like other shopping lists that people show after finding lists that have been lost. There’s not much chance of me losing this list, and if I do, let’s face it, I will have more to worry about than lack of a list.
It’s not a proper list, just the things I’d forgotten from yesterday.

Shopping list
This is funny. Today, my boss wrote a note to call me on the back of her hand. Now, I see a shopping list on an arm…
It’s obviously a sign of leadership. Or a sign we aren’t organised enough to have paper…
Walking, talking, remembering however, reading and sounds like pretty vertical. Good all ’round health.
I’ve also been eating fruit and veg so I’m virtuous as well as healthy. π
Progress, progress! That is an early start. As for the list…at least you won’t leave it at home. Unless, of course, you decide not to go out. π
If I’m to live as a kept man I have to get Julia to work! π Yes, with my memory the forgotten list is a common event.
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Congratulations on the walk. I’m having trouble working out where the shopping list is written.
Back of my hand. I did take a picture showing my watch but that revealed that the date was wrong and would have entailed explaining that my eyes are so bad close up that I can’t actually read the date. π
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My brother-in-law got home from work (some years ago when both his boys were still at home) to find absolutely nothing to eat in the house. No cereal, no pasta, no bread, no milk, cheese, nothing. Both boys were out so he had to go back to town to the supermarket.
Glad it’s not just me. It’s nice to see them, but it’s nice to see them go. π
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“the chance of burning your toast rises in inverse proportion to the amount of bread available.” I’ve got to make a maths lesson out of this!
Anything I can do to advance the cause of education… π
Excellent shopping list. I may have to try that. Pretty much I just hope that the act of writing the items down has put them into my head, because the lists never leave the house.
I often forget the list after writing it. This started as a short list, just tea, fizzy water and crumble mix, which fitted nicely. Then Julia remembered more. At that point I started to regret not using paper…
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Great walking, today 500 yards, tomorrow a kilometre.
That sounds so much more impressive than 1,000 yards. π
5:30? On a Sunday? It’s no wonder you couldn’t find the marmalade.
Julia starts work at 6.00 so Sunday is always an early start. π