Oh dear, although I have friends who 'offer', someone to take me for my big shop once a week, after just 3 weeks, I'm feeling the loss of my independence, (I'm a car driving singleton), my ability to sew, craft, paint, and open a soddin' bottle!
I've rejoined the local library and am thinking of giving the reading club a go, I will try the bus when I feel a little more secure (do they ever let you sit down before starting up again?), and bloody whoe is me.......
I'm such a cheery person, no really I am, so please, if anyone has any ideas for not going completely stir-crazy, let me know.
I also realise, this has been sent to test my patience. Mmmmmm
Estranged Son and Future Granddaughter
To think that London, or anywhere else for that matter, does not belong to any one demographic