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Just like the buses

I have never seen the point of doing your supermarket shopping online, especially in the UK where they are open all hours.  Also thWere are corner shops everywhere that seem to stock the essentials.  Now having been without my car for 2 weeks I was beginning to see the attraction, although we don't have online shopping and no corner stores either.  Several people know that I am without a car but no-one seemed to connect that fact with my need to eat and therefore to shop.  Then last night I had 3 offers.  Well what can a girl say?

With time on my hands my son suggested I try to do something about the triffids in the garden.  As my garden is not near the house, and I detest gardening, it is easy to forget it exists.  However this morning I went up there and managed to pull enough triffids out to see that there is a path.  I dug and weeded, working like a trojan but really the only result was that I had removed weeks from area only to make a big pile elsewhere.  I had stuff stuck all over my clothes and in my hair and a nose bleed.  It will take a lot more than gardening to make me feel virtuous.

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