Finally found someone to get me a bottle of milk - she brought 2, bless her, so one has gone into and almost filled, my little over-the-fridge, freezer.
Have occupied myself most of the day writing The Lockdown Diaries blog and answering phone calls (6 at the last count and it's only about 2pm) from people asking if I'm all right but unable to offer any practical assistance if I said, 'No'
I think it must be theoir Monday morning ritual!
Fortunately, I'm just fine.
Now I have milk, I feel confident I can soldier on for another week or more.
I don't usually have a granny-nap but today I'm going to snuggle under the duvet, play and episode of 'Master of Paxwax, and have a doze.