Pearl's sister's funeral today.Pearl lives over the road. Everyone was dressed in grey, with mauve blouses and veils for the ladies. The hearse was white, followed by two Rollers and a Daimler, also all white. Of course my nosey neighbour rushed out to her doorstep, before going back in to fetch her father and grand-daughter out to ogle. (When I am wheeled out they'll be cheering and spitting on the coffin, no doubt). Anyway, it was a change from black cars, and obviously very meticulously organised.
Today I shall try and drag myself out, since the sun is shining.
Kooky is lying on his back on my bed, trying to tempt me to stroke his tummy - but I know better.
Managed to buy some batteries and a pack of cantuccini in the pound shop (22 cals each, apparently, though I would bet they are about 30). Had a chat with the guy from Sensational and lashed out £60 on a pretty grey jacket, before lunching at lye Torng. Grilled marinated chicken again.
My afternoons and evenings are like Groundhog Day - Morse, Come Dine, Coach Trip, then whichever soaps. I sometimes fall asleep watching, thinking I am seeing a repeat episode.
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