Day 2724 Sorry I’m English.

29th January 2025

Thank goodness it was a good night, both of us slept well, because we had a lot to do.

Kelli had clothes to take to Plato’s plus the weekly shop.

There were only two bags of stuff this time, I don’t ask where it comes from, I believe there is a secret door leading to another dimension, set within her closet, a clothing Tardis.

Once that bit was done we headed off to do our shopping. Kelli had her list of meals that she wanted to make for the week, so buying the ingredients didn’t take up much time.

Then it was back to Plato’s to get the money and any garments they didn’t want.

I waited in the car whilst she went inside.

I was busy looking at my phone when I became aware that a young black dude was trying to attract my attention. I open the door and this chap started on his tale of woe about having to meet his mother and needed money for the fare, and on. Now I thought this could get violent, so I reached for the only possible weapon in the truck, the snow brush and ice scraper. I’m was sure that could do a bit of damage or, at least restyle his hair.

I then used my next secret weapon, I told him I was a tourist from England. He then said, did I have any English money that he could change at the bank. When I told him I didn’t, he shrugged his shoulders and walked off, my hand loosened on the snow brush, no activity today.

Once back home we took pictures of the two pieces we had finished, including the oak unit that I reconstructed, turned out nice.

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I am a practical person, I love making things, and especially working with wood. I appreciate good design, music and food.

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