The wind has blown all day, and the rain fallen too, blown sideways by the wind.
We had £50 left on our Sainsbury's voucher, so we headed to Folkestone first thing. Almost no traffic, certainly heading out along the A20 towards the start of the motorway.

We work our way round and get all what we needed, then go to the till to pay.



We drove back down Military Road, then out through the one way system and finally along Townwall Street and up Jubilee Way and so to home.
I don't think we'll go out again today.
After unloading the car, I make breakfast of fruit followed with crusty rolls stuffed with extra fruit apricot jam and another brew.
Rain was thwon at the house, so we filled out time with our hobbies, me writing blogs and Jools doing beading.
We made the last of the shortbread vanish through the day, meaning there is just the whole of the second Christmas Cake to eat, and I have yet to make a mince pie.
But still.
Football on the radio through the afternoon as I prepared hash for dinner.
All that is left now is the final Prem match of the day on the tellybox, Uckers and Piano Blokey on BBC2 as the old year will fade into 2023.
See you on the other side.
1 comment:
happy New Year to you!
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