7th August 2024
It was the usual shopping day, but what was different was my beer tasting day. I was to meet Lloyd a day early. This put a lot of pressure on our timing, and with Kelli still walking slow, precise food collecting was essential.
There were other things on our agenda, like another trip to Plato’s with more clothes to sell.
However our plan did not include that within our shopping expedition, Kelli would have to do that solo.
The things we buy does not vary from week to week, I even know where things are, so I set off on my own to collect them. Obviously there are some unique items that she deals with.
I know both places very well, I’m familiar with all the staff and I’m sure they know me, at the moment everything is predictable, there is order in our lives, and that came tumbling down when Kelli saw a “Make America great again” hat on one of the shoppers. “Nice hat” she commented to the lady wearing it, the tattoos on her arms glistened as she nodded her appreciation.
“I’m going to get one of those for you” Kelli said to me.
“Oh no you won’t” I sternly replied, “ if you do, I will burn it on the driveway”
I certainly don’t want any association with Trump, and a flag on the front lawn was definitely out of the question.
Kelli dropped me at the pub and went off to do her errands, agreeing to pick me up after two hours.
That was our day, a couple of beers erased the monotony, and all I wanted to do was cut the grass in the back garden, so therapeutic.
Another Lifetime to go 