I recall yesterday thinking that we might move on tomorrow, visit the hardware store on our way out, that sort of thing.
This morning we thought the same thing, even told the Harbour Master that we’d be off and thanks for having us once again. Then we went to the supermarket to provision ourselves for the next arduous leg of our journey which might take us away from shops for perhaps a night, and we noticed a sign on the door. “We will be opening exceptionally on Monday from nine till four”. This is the opposite of “closing exceptionally”, a sign which we are quite used to seeing on days when we arrive and really need something from whatever store it is displaying said sign.
What it also infers is that other stores, for instance large hardware ones, will not be opening exceptionally on Monday, which as it turns out is a public holiday in a month in which there are four. With that knowledge safely tucked away, we won’t be leaving tomorrow, perhaps the next day will be better, and in the meantime we’ll just sit around here today and catch up with a bit of writing.
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Ah, the proper way to spend the holiday. Or to live. Good on you.
I love that paste-up guy. It works very well with your new format too which is rather fancy.
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