I was out delivering this afternoon. In some lovely villages, like Barnack and Helpston.
On Bishops walk, Bainton, there’s a massive Sequoia, or Giant Redwood. More or less in someone’s front garden!
The picture above does it no justice whatsoever. It has a presence and impact that requires being there. The picture below, however, does a marginally better job…
A bit later in the day another tree presented a different eye-catching look…
I got home in the dark. I’m not massively keen on delivering in the dark. But at present I’m only getting depot shifts. Which are longer. And occasionally I can’t avoid doing evenings, if I’m to hit my earning targets.
Mozzer’s grocery store shifts have almost totally dried up. For me, at any rate. I wonder why? In the last three weeks I’ve only done two! And usually they account for 50% or more of my hours.
Once home, Teresa had a lovely curry ready. Antonio pitched in with a healthy salad. My contribution was cherry pie and extra-thick double cream!
Then it was bath, ‘n’ bed. Where I am now.
The plan was to read some more War of Wars, and then off to Snoozey-ville. Tomorrow is a blessed day off. Hallelujah!
I realised today that I don’t have Dan Hicks first studio album (pictured above). Nor his 1978 It Happened One Bite. I’ve remedied the former omission. And I look for’ard to bathing in that goodness soon.