Woke up quite early this morning, just as well I did seeing as I had the first of four nuisance calls on the landline at 8.45. Got up, threw on some clothes and went to put the recycling bins out. I don't want to put them out the previous evening as there have been reports of teenagers taking them and setting fire to them. That's only going to get worse as it comes up to what is euphemistically known as Mischief Night. That's actually become more like vandalism night.
Was getting ready to go for my walk, I really needed a change. Had checked the tide times a few days ago, not ideal for me to walk on the beach. Checked again, it was between high and low tides, there should still be plenty of beach so decided to go. Took my gloves and woolly hat, I was glad I did, the wind was chilly. I was surprised at how many couples and groups of people were walking there, I'd forgotten it was half term. There were very few children though but I suppose there may have been people who work in schools. And of course as we're in Tier 2 it's the only way for friends to meet. It's never crowded but last year at this time the number of people I would have seen would probably be in single figures. It was cloudy but dry, the walk was bracing.
After lunch I thought I'd do a bit of tidying up in the garden. That didn't last long, it was cold and I hadn't been out there long before it started raining. The forecast is much warmer at the weekend but some rain then too. Not sure when I'll get anything done, I checked when the last garden waste collection is, it's not till the end of November so I have a while yet.
Did some cleaning upstairs, updated my Tesco order again and looked for a new filter for my vacuum cleaner. What a palaver, after reading the review for one where someone said it didn't fit I measured the existing one and had to check on all the product details to find the right one. They were all ones where I had to spend twenty quid to get free delivery, ordered some art materials.
Fish for tea, watched Portrait Artist, was pleased with the result this week. I thought the artist in the hat painted both herself and the sitter like an illustration of a romantic heroine.
The weather isn't looking promising for my walk with my friend tomorrow, hope they've got it wrong.
