Again another hot one. I have a couple of built in bra tops. I would normally not wish to bare my bingo wings, but what the heck, have you seen worse? Maybe, you've certainly seen better, do I care? Not a great deal anymore, as I get older I've realised it doesn't matter, what does matter is I am cool and comfortable. People will judge. Let them. What someone else thinks of you, is not your problem. You can sit sweltering in a long sleeve top feeling miserable, worried someone will see your flabby arms, or you can just wear a strappy top and to hell with it. Kev loves me regardless, and he remembers me when I was so skinny I looked like I would snap in the wind. Then I wouldn't wear strappy tops because my arms were like skeleton's arms.
Anyhow, we went to Bridgeford, went to Co-op to get the shorts I saw yesterday, new pants ( you always need new pants to take away with you) and a gift for a friends upcoming birthday.
We had iced coffees in Caffe Nero, and then nipped into Boots for alka seltzer ( again to take with us) yes we can buy them there, but I like to pack a few 'just in case'.
We got home, and Kev dug out the case. We took the washing over and put it in as a lot of it we will pack.
I reorganised the toiletries holder, and the travel first aid kit. So quite a productive morning.
We fetched the washing off the line and I put most of it straight in the packing cubes to go in the case.
Later on Kev watched football while Charlotte and I sat outside with Anne and Denise and Janet.
A pleasant enough night.
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