I make up some more thiamine capsules before taking the dog for her morning constitutional, and then drive over to my wife’s workshop in Hevingham to continue with her stocktake. I spend a couple of hours counting buttons and spools of thread, and then head back to Southrepps.
I take the dog for another walk, but fail to propel myself in the direction of the allotment, so it looks like it’ll be next week before I do anything about mowing the grass (my wife and I are going to Cumbria for a long weekend, to cheer her dad on – he’s a member of the Long Distance Walkers Association, and he’s walking 100 miles non-stop this weekend).
My wife’s younger brother comes for dinner tonight, so we have a great evening of food, conversation, wine (my wife and her brother) and Hobgoblin (me).