Fruita selectionee

Tuesday morning is minky morning and a first for me - a trip round the nearby supermarket pushing her in the trolley. What great fun! And then we sat and ate the fruit we’d bought. So quite like foraging. It’ll stand the lass in good stead in years to come when society has broken down and marauding gangs roam the streets.
Later, a visit from the minky’s oncle. He’s looking well and very much head over heels with his Copenhagen girl which is most lovely to behold. I do believe he even has plans to turn the bike workshop into more of a study. I can see my assistance may be necessary. Monetary assistance, most likely.