Then Wendy goes shopping with Marily at Smiths so that means I’m excused, hallelujah. But I take a walk down to Kimble junction. Not a good day to shop, too busy, so best avoid Saturdays in future. It’s not as if we are so busy that we can only go oat the weekend.
In the evening it’s round to B&M’s for sloppy joe slidders, another American delicacy I can cross off my bucket list. Love them, my sort of food, especially with cheese, onions and cowboy candy. Really need to add these to our UK menus.
Then catch up on more “Hunters” when we get home.
Remaining delicacies on my American food bucket list:
Chicken with white barbecue sauce – Alabama
Rocky mountain oysters – Colarado
Potato chowder – Idaho
Hoosier pie – Indiana
Mississippi mud pie
Huckleberry pie – Montana
It’s a no-alcohol day and yet I still nod off during “Hunters”.
Lazy morning and then pickleball in the afternoon.
In the evening we’re off to dinner with Sylvia and David at Squatters. Good wine and not too expensive but the Reubens was a tad disappointing. Have a great evening catching up with them.
Really lazy morning. Then I’ve another pickleball lesson. Not so sure they’re really doing me any good. All about dinking. You sure get a sweat on doing it. It’s as crazy as ever. we’re supposed to dink 6 shots and then volley if possible. Seems good to me, except that they don’t really want you to volley, you have to be nice. What is the point you play the volley to win, what the hell am I learning by being told not to volley too hard. It’s instinctive and if you don’t like receiving a hard and fast volley, then don’t play pickleball.
Carol and Angela come round to pick up Angela’s birthday present, she’s eleven, how time flies we’ve known her since she was one.
Mike and Betti come round for dinner.