Sunday

Ahh, Sunday.
It started well with the nice breakfast and we had a nice calm start to the day. Coffee and Croissants. bliss. Then we went onto the Archers, my Sunday treat, just listening. I have only been listening to the Archers for the past 2 years but it has now formed part of our weekend routine. It is a lovely treat.

Now the spaniel and his collar are trying to remove....the skin from our legs, the walllpaper from the walls and the leather from the sofa. This is going to be a long 5 days.

We went to the shops for a few hours.To run some errands and to escape from the dog. Now the world had chosen to take time out and spend it in the same place as us. We went into Swindon to the Outlet village. Our first warning was the car park being very very full. now LSP left to her own devices would have just driven on. I however was on a mission to try and get her some Navy Blue trousers.

We did not get the navy blue trousers.

Getting LSP to participate in clothes shopping is very very hard, she hates it. Now we have a wedding in the next few weeks and LSP has not sorted out her outfit. There was much tooing and froing over facebook yesterday morning about what people would be wearing etc. Now LSP and I have been together a long time and we know each other quite well. Back in January when I bought my wedding outfit I also bought LSP a nice new top to wear. I did not however get the trousers. LSP is very happy with the new top.

I will have to go and find the trousers on my own.

We were joined by our older daughter and our shopping for trousers turned into a shoe shopping expedition. hence no trousers for LSP and 4 pairs of shoes for OD!

Swindon Outlet village has a farmers market on a Sunday. There was nothing that interested us, There was plenty that intrigued, including the £19.12 chicken!  All we bought was a loaf of rosemary and olive bread.

I had to call into the supermarket, to pick up some other essentials (family can not live by bread alone)
I had my handbag. I wandered around popping things in the basket, got to the check out, started packing, looking in my bag to pull out my purse.

No Purse.

Panic.

Cue me running (yes running) across the car park to the car to see if my purse was there. If my purse was not in the car then it was lost, lost misplaced, abandoned and vulnerable. I had images of it being emptied of all of its cards and recipts. Now it only contains my debit card for my current account and a million loyalty cards. However it is all very scary.

Yes it was there. I walked quickly back to the store and paid for my goods.

Tea last night was nice ham on rosemary bread with salad. yum.