Valentine’s Day arrives a day early in the Frizell household, because tomorrow is going to be spent travelling to London and back for an appointment with my neurologist. So, while my wife is busily slaving away in her workshop, I go to North Walsham to do some shopping. I buy food, bubbly (Seaview – Australian “champagne”), beer (Hobgoblin), flowers (red roses) and chocolates (salted caramel truffles) for consumption this evening.
When I get back to Southrepps, I get the logs in from the back garden, clean the hearth, light the fire, vacuum downstairs and walk the dog before preparing a (ready) meal for my wife and I.