Good morning all from a cloudy Glasgow, where it is 11°C.
Mick, I had read about the receipt thing. I wonder how long before it happens here.
I'm all for anything that makes it difficult for shoplifters.
GM, we were shocked at prices too recently, when we changed all our taps. I think you will find that to get a tap, which will last, you need to pay dearly. Many taps nowadays can't be repaired, so it's wise to get one with a decent guarantee.
Sago, we were based in Toledo and we loved it. The only problem was the extreme heat. Our hotel room overlooked the roof of the cathedral and I could have spent all day just looking!
Yesterday's turnout for the funeral was amazing. Our church, which holds 700 people was full. I was later than usual, as I was very breathless and then couldn't get in to my usual spot behind the presbytery, due to selfish parking. The PP had to go on the altar and ask mourners to move their abandoned cars, because the hearse couldn't get in!!
I ended up being a bold piece and parked my car at the garage beside the PP's car. (and hoped he wasn't going out. 😊). When I told him, he took one look at me, annoyed, ranting about the gates being blocked and gasping for breath and thought I'm not messing with her! 😉
I was a bit apprehensive about the number of people squashed in the rows and when someone mentioned that there was sure to be a spike in Covid numbers, I got up from the corner, where I was hiding and went round opening all the external doors.
The service was very uplifting and it was a joy to see many of the senior pupils in uniform from the local high school present. I taught the children of the deceased and a fair number of ex pupils and parents attended. I was quite emotional and it didn't help that the hymn I had at my wedding and my mum and beloved aunt's funeral was sung. I ended up in tears.
I thought I had manage to avoid the PP wanting to discuss his latest spat with parishioners, but the lovely eighty year old gardener, who likes to chat, caught me and I was still there when the PP arrived back from the cemetery. I was cornered and he asked if I wanted a cuppa.
He casually threw his problem into the conversation and asked what I thought. I wanted to tell him that he had gone about everything the wrong way, but he would just have become angry.
Consequently, I went into dealing with angry parents, teacher mode and made some suggestions. I explained that I was in a difficult position for various reasons and didn't want involved.
To my astonishment, he listened. He will meet the people involved, explain his thinking and concessions will be made. Result!
The Vatican Diplomatic Service couldn't have done better! 🤣The difficult part now is to remain silent about it, when my ear is being nipped, until he takes action 🤐.
I need to do a supermarket shop for basics, but I really don't have the energy, I'm extremely fatigued and breathless again and it's really frustrating!
I could do an online shop, but I don't want to go back again to never going out.
Have a good day folks and of course prayers and best wishes for all the poorlies.