I've just had an amusing time reading your posts so my day began with smiles - thank you

Fossick, which I had never heard until I came to Aotearoa, means to rummage about, often aimlessly.
Originally a gold mining, slang term it seems.
Typically, in UK, people fossick at a jumble sale for instance, something unknown in NZ (as far as I know) maybe no has jumble?
As you can see, I am still here as I don't want to give in.
That old song which goes, 'We've been together now for
forty years and it don't seem a day too much...' springs to mind.
I have not yet completely decided on Tuesday's beach day.
My back is still painful, despite painkillers (paracodol if anyone is up on such things) issued by my doctor.
I also kept back 2 Oxycodone, the next step up in pain relief, so I do have some stronger help if I decide to go. No, I won't mix and match!!
My kaumatua friends have offered help in every quarter, from cushions to a soft folding chair and a ride home early if I find it all too much.
They are such dears, bless them, how could I let them down after such kindness? And anyway, I don't want to miss out on the Christmas jollities. It'll be our last time together until 2026.