I packed the milk in. It's not been the
same since Sid resigned and I don't particularly like the new boss; that'll be
the household back to Stork margarine again!
Another day with pouring rain; so
much for me leaving the bike at the shop (Baird's Newsagent's Morningside Drive). Rain or not I decided just to cycle
up to the City Hospital keeping the papers dry as best as possible. As usual I
got on fine; there's always a wee bit of trepidation as to whether I'll sell
all my stock but I haven’t failed so far. I'm always keen as mustard to get a
pat on the back from Pamela. I'm never sure though whether she realises the
efforts I sometimes go to to sell out all the Edinburgh Evening News’.
Nana, Gaga and Aunt Heather were out to
see us all. We sat and watched a good Gary Cooper film called The Unconquered. Although it comes under
The Saturday Western series it was set in the early days of the Colonists but still
braw for all that. Late on we watched Parkinson; two entertaining guests
Michael Caine and Georgie Best.
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