Yes indeed, this morning I ignored the arctic conditions - yes alright, I know an Eskimo would have stripped his furs off and gambolled in the Spring warmth but I'm a soppy southerner not a bloody Eskimo! Now where was I? Oh yes, well-wrapped up in my quilted jacket, scarf turned several times around my neck, with gloves and hat and stout walking boots and my satchel over my shoulder, I bravely set off to deliver my VOTE LEAVE leaflets. Dammit, some people do have the most irritating letter-boxes! Either they will not open or, with some of them, they slam shut so fast they nearly take your fingers off! My admiration for our local 'postie' knows no bounds - especially as round here they insist, irrespective of the weather, on wearing shorts all year round!
Anyway, I arrived back here at 11.00am, well 'knacked' and after my usual ultra strong black coffee (and two 'choccie' biscuits - don't tell the 'Memsahib'!) I lay down on my bed to rest my feet and, I know you will find this hard to believe, I had a nap! Oddly enough, my conscience has been pricking at me recently because when my arthritis kicked off I was forced to give up my early morning swim about which you regular readers might recall me bragging mentioning every other month! I am conscious of not being nearly as fit as normal and I had thought about going for a regular walk around the village. Alas, thinking was as far as it got! However, having volunteered to distribute leaflets on behalf of VOTE LEAVE I have more or less been forced into it and so I will try to keep it up. Well, I'll have to because my efforts this morning barely touched the boxes of leaflets sent to me!
Never mind, it's all in a good cause.