Nothing much has happened today - usually like this on Saturdays and Sundays - apart from our Zoom Coffee Morning this morning - forty minutes chat with five friends - something which happens every Saturday morning. I followed it by a walk with Priscilla across the road to the post box and then round the block. It was very cold and when I got back home I had my lunch (sweet and sour chicken with sweet potato chips and garlic bread followed by fruit pie and custard - both supplied by J) and fell asleep in the chair and woke up two hours later. I really don't know why this happened as I slept well last night - probably something to do with the cold weather I suspect.
I spent an hour gathering together everything I need to give to the garage when they call to collect my car. I shall be sorry to see it go and with it my independence, but I have to accept that I just can't drive any more.. It isn't the actual driving, it is the getting in and out of the car and the mobility needed to get from the back of the car to the driver's seat once I have managed to put Priscilla in the back. And that is always assuming a) I can lift the folded Priscilla and b) she will fit in the back of the car. I am sure I shall get used to it.
I do sometimes wonder how we are all going to adapt to going out again after a year of confinement give or take a few weeks in the middle of the year when we thought perhaps it was all over. And - at my age I wonder whether or not I really wish to adapt to going out again or is it too much physical effort? Time will no doubt tell.
Now time to make a bit of tea and sit and have another try at the Ladygram in The Lady magazine. I love it - it only comes once a month and it does get the old brain working. I have a few anagrams to work out while I have the computer on - then it's make myself a sandwich and sit and watch the News at tea time. Then it is Michael Palin in Bhutan tonight - a programme I love - having done such a lot of travelling in my life both with my first (always to the East) and then with my second (always West) husband, my travelling days are over - but Michael Palin is to travel what Monty Don is to gardening as far as I am concerned. Have a pleasant evening. See you tomorrow......