Running errands

Sophie and I started our weekend by doing multiple errands in Broughton and Brixworth. She had a parcel to drop off at Broughton, an item she had sold on Vinted. The buyers choose which form of postage to use so it differs every time!

From Broughton, we drove to Brixworth and our first stop was the post office in the new Co-op. I'd vowed not to go there again, as the parking is chaotic, but we were able to slot into a space easily. The new supermarket is a lot bigger than the old one, which used to be opposite the library, and has a post office inside as well. Sophie sent off her old passport which expires in May. We had a moment of panic at the passport control going to France when the immigration officer mentioned how close she was to the expiry date. Luckily, in France, a passport must be valid for three months from the day you leave, so we were OK. We didn't want to do it before France in case there were problems!

I bought some bacon and crusty bread for breakfast and we drove the short distance to the library. Sophie had two parcels to pick up but only one had been delivered. It looked like the other had gone astray... After one final stop at the surgery to pick up her new antihistamine prescription, which wasn't yet ready, we returned home.

I tried to re-create the breakfast we had in Honfleur and I cooked scrambled eggs to put on top of the bread, along with the bacon. Sophie opted for a boiled egg so it was a bit chaotic in the kitchen! Luckily, Keith had already had his breakfast!

In the afternoon we tried twice to go over the road and deliver some Normandy biscuits to the young girl who had looked after the cats so well. The first time I don't think anyone was at home, but on our second outing I'm sure someone was there! By now, the wind was getting up and the ominous warnings about Storm Isha hitting the UK tomorrow looked to be correct!

I spent some time writing my blog in the afternoon and at 6pm we played Scrabble, followed by cards. We drank a delicious Pinot Gris from Alsace and ordered a Chinese takeaway, but to our dismay, our regular takeaway was closed and wouldn't open until February. It was like France all over again!

We ordered from Lee's Express in Brixworth instead and had a delicious meal. After we'd eaten we watched a Netflix documentary about a couple who were broken into one night, and the woman kidnapped. Nobody believed them, saying it was a hoax so it was especially intriguing as we didn't know who to believe!