Grab

I was up and ready when the blokey was due to cut off my gas this morning. However, he came with bad news. Apparently, the job had gone a bit sideways and they needed to extend the hole I blipped yesterday so that it went across the end of my path, i.e. I'd not be able to use the front door to go anywhere other than the front garden. He asked if I had a back entrance to which we both gave a ribald chuckle and I confirmed that I can get in and out from the rear. 

Thus I went to grab some shopping and took this bit of blippage for you. It' seems that we are living in a time of having to remember things. It's awkward because I am heading into a time where I become less likely to remember anything unless I've written it down.