Hello Sunshine!

I went to Tesco to buy yoghurt, which is obviously why I came out with sunflowers!

The practice manager of the town surgery is a crafter, and she gave me a necklace she’d made from resin. (I’ve done her a past favour, craft-wise). I split the day between the two surgeries, and then walked home.

Sorted another bookcase in my craft room/sanctuary. Two down, two to go.Turns out it’s astonishingly hard work! Made up another couple of fridge magnets. Had supper. Watched a documentary . About to send an important email.

What have I not done yet? Homework for tomorrow’s poetry session, making granola for breakfast for the next ten or so days.

Most surprising find in the shelves today: a book entitled How to win at the Irish lottery. I bought this book in 2017, it appears, and followed the system of spread betting for several weeks, betting every Wednesday at lunchtime, untilI finally I had a win. Much to my surprise, I won not £35, but £5! At this point the clerk said he’d been meaning to tell me, all along, but I was always in such a hurry, that I’d been ‘placing my bets all wrong’! Reader, that cured me. I never went back, and I never again gambled on the result of the Irish lottery. I kept the book though, maybe so that I could find it eight years later…

How strange this all seems in the light of all that followed: the deaths of the pandemic; my mother’s dementia; all the things I now know about gambling harm. Another ridiculous get-rich-quick scheme!