Satisfaction not guaranteed

So we have a new Prime Minister, one who is twice as wealthy as the king. Perhaps he'd like to donate his pay as PM to a good cause. I could suggest one if he's struggling. 

Good things: Johnson is gone (for the time being), Rees-Mogg is unlikely to be in the cabinet, and um, oh yes, David Tennant is returning as Doctor Who for three episodes. Before behanding over to a black man. (Am I allowed to say black man or is it something else?) Which means both our Prime Minister and the Doctor won't have the traditional English rose complexion. Tories all over the country will be up in arms. 

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Exercise class this morning. My internal clock needs adjusting: I kept losing my rhythym. (Now there's a word I can't spell. Rhythm.)

Two exercises in particular. In one we put one leg out to the back and the same arm to the front and then swap so we stretch each side of the body. If I get it right initially I'm fine but if I begin and then realise I'm wrong, for the life of me I cannot change. My arms and legs go all over the place.

The other one is simple walking but . . . Teacher says, "Make sure you lead with the heel as you're going forward and with the toe as you go backwards."

If she didn't say that I'd be okay but she does and then I think about what I'm doing and what I usually do and I can't remember what I usually do and I begin to doubt my ability to even walk properly.

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The library is opposite the hall in which we do exercise so I usually combine the two. Last week I took out The Shrines of Gaiety by Kate Atkinson. It's new so was a Q-Buster, which means you can only keep it for one week instead of the usual three.

I was in the middle of reading another book so for the first two nights I continued with that foolishly assuming I'd have plenty of time to read and finish Shrines. I was wrong. So I took it back this morning and asked the librarian what the rules were. "How soon can I take it out again?"

"Don't bring it back," she said.

"But it's a Q-Buster," I said.

"They're not reintroducing fines until next year so keep it until you've finished. It's what everyone else does."

So I brought it home feeling more than a little guilty. But not too guilty to be glad I can get to finish it. It's good.

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Remember I was asking about satisfaction emails? 

The very next day Husband looked out of the bedroom window when he got up and saw this.

He had ordered a case of wine from Virgin. Normally delivery is excellent but this time not only was it very slow the delivery man left it at the bottom of the steps just inside the open gate. Probably at least £100 worth of wine there for the taking.

You can be sure that he did respond to the satisfaction email this time.