Well lifes pretty normal here other half is still going on with the Captain Mannering attitude , though im now making sure he doesnt get to watch all the endless news programmes at tea time by moving his tea time and making him sit in the kitchen . It doesnt stop him trawling the internet , but like a magpie he tends to watch bright and shiny to him stuff , fishing videos , car stuff etc . But if he asks me once more why theres no scotch eggs I will scream .
Need to venture out tomorrow to pick up other halfs perscriptions cant use the pick up service because it has a class A drug among it and only i can collect it as the nominated person . So i will factor in a trip to the Sainsburys & coop local to see if they have any stock while im out , not sure if the butchers and bakers are still open . Its amazing how many joggers are trotting past each day that and an awful lot of singular sport cyclists heading down into the fen road which probably looks good on google maps but is actually an imaginary road resembling a pockmarked cratered collapsing disaster , that no local uses unless they live down there .
Tom the postman has pointed out from a distance , that hes worried about some of the nutters on the fen as we call them . We do have a small pocket of survivalist nutters live around us in the more isolated properties . They have barricaded the drives to their properties , so hes just tying their post in a bag on the fence . There are also a couple put up signs no visitors armed , ho hum . I would imagine the Council Tax bailiffs will be finding a few bodies once this is over .