Sophia learns a skill

Yesterday the takeout arrived while I was in the toilet. It took me fifteen seconds from the doorbell ringing to finish up and come downstairs to the front door.

Where I found Sophia (5) standing, holding the takeout, having opened the front door, explained that I was in the toilet, accepted the food, and brought it in.

So that's a new thing she can do!

Interesting Links for 25-06-2023

1. UK Treasury, then under Rishi Sunak's control, let Yevgeny Prigozhin circumvent sanctions to sue a British journalist

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Witness me! : a tale of buses

With the change in bus services, the trip home from the weekly food shop at Marks and Spencer* has become somewhat more complicated in that I need to take two connecting buses to get home.

I arrived in the shop with 11 minutes until my bus left. And if I missed that then another half an hour of standing in a bus shelter in the rain until the next one. Probably impossible to buy a week's worth of shopping that fast, but worth a try.

I got to the checkout 6 minutes later, feeling rather pleased with myself, with £60 worth of food in a trolley. And then watched with horror as the predicted time of "5 minutes remaining" changed to "due".

I, somehow, managed to get everything swiped through the checkout and packed into my backpack in less than 2 minutes, sprinted up the stairs to the street, and discovered the bus there, with one final person getting onto it.

Dashing through the puddles in the road I got there just as they finished buying their ticket, leapt on board panting in an undignified fashion, used my bus pass, and then collapsed into the front seat - then noticing that the top of my backpack was slightly open and my bread was in danger of not making it home with me.

Still, this felt like a glorious victory, and I felt you needed to know, so I spent the next five minutes standing at the connecting bus stop writing this post.

And then had to deal with the idiocy of someone standing at the front of the bus queue, facing directly towards my bus, being confused as to why people were waiting for her to get on, with the bus driver nearly leaving because he thought none of us wanted his bus. *Sigh*

I really do with they'd get deliveries up and running.




*I feel even more ridiculously middle class than usual about that statement. But they sell one of the few gluten-free breads that you can make an edible sandwich out of, and their gluten-free ready meals are actually pretty nice. If only Ocado delivered in Scotland so I could order it in I'd be extremely happy. Also, their kids clothes are next to their food section and they sell cheap dresses that Sophia loves.