Today sounded like a good day according to last night's weather forecast. Temperatures up to twelve degrees the weatherman said. Well, true, it was quite warm but there has been a stiff breeze blowing and it has rained all day, so quite disappointing after all.
The gang of four (remember them?) lunched at The Golf C lub - delicious as usual- very busy today. We arrive at half past twelve, have a drink, lunch at one and then go into the bar for a tray of tea and arrive home around four. When one lives alone (as all four of us do) this takes up quite a large part of what could so easily be a very lonely Sunday.
Tomorrow my car goes in for its first service. Goodness me, how time has passed. There used to be a time when the new car had to go in after quite a short time to have an oil change; now it is serviced only once a year and although I didn't buy it until March it was a demonstration model with 138 miles on the clock and was registered in January, hence the early service.
How times have changed eh? When I was a child only the vicar, the doctor, the judge who lived in our village and the Lord of the Manor had cars. The rest of us relied on the very reliable public transport. Now there is hardly a house on the estate where I live where there isn't at least one car. We rely on cars and as a consequence other forms of transport have dwindled to almost
The same applies to heating - I didn't know anyone with fancy central heating when I was a child. Everyone had a coal fire and you sat round
it in the evening and the front of your legs got burnt and the backs were still freezing cold. If you had a side oven next to your fire you took the shelf out when you went to bed, wrapped it in a bit of old sheeting and warmed your bed with it. No fancy electric blankets.
Well, enough reminiscing, doesnt get you anywhere. Reading through it reads like a Stream of Consciousness post - sorry about that.