Online shopping is just too easy, innit? I spent half an hour effortlessly spending £100 or so this morning – I’d have done it just as well in Norwich but driving, parking, searching for what I wanted would have taken me four times as long and cost me more. I bought from real suppliers, not Amazon, if that can make me less deserving of condemnation, but I don’t suppose so.
I heard on the radio today that – as we know – banks are justifying closing branches because we bank on the internet. Yes, I do, but then there is one bank open three days a week in Yagnub and the building society is closing soon too. Less than five years ago, there were three high street banks and I used all of them, but I don’t have the option now that two and a half of them have closed, so I go online too. Which reminds me, I have an actual cheque that I meant to pay in today and I forgot. I’ll have to do it on Monday.
I called on my friend Mike this afternoon. I haven’t seen him for months, and he used to drop in quite regularly. I didn’t realise for a while but, when I did, was rather concerned. I was sure I’d have heard if there was anything seriously wrong but thought I’d go and see him – he’s about fifteen minutes drive away – rather than phone. And he was in, and was fine, but was unable to drive for a while because he’d had two cataract operations and had double vision for a while after the second one. I wished I’d done something about it sooner, I feel I’ve not been much of a friend. But now we’ve reconnected, we’ll see more of each other.
Lovely Tim and I have been married for six months today. We’re unfussed about anniversaries, or at least, about precise dates. But I’ve put a bottle of our wedding champagne in the fridge for tomorrow, when he comes home.