Hair day, I was so ready to get this chopped. I got there for 12.30, and by 2 15pm I was done. Amanda as always makes a perfect job of it.
Kev met me, and we went to Streza for something to eat.
It was good food, if a little naughty. But, I don't allow myself a day off very often, and I balanced it with a good Dinner.
The only drawback was Malcolm was down there with his cronies, it is always awkward when he is around. I've never liked him, one he is full of shit, the only time he isn't lying is when his mouth shut. Two, he and his wife were bloody awful to us when we first moved here. He spoke to me like a piece of shit beneath his shoe. He had a bee in his bonnet about how I wasn't old enough to have moved here. But it had nothing to do with age, it was my disability that got us a bungalow here. Plus I was older than he thought. You had to be over 50, and I was 52. He told people I was only mid 40s. What he couldn't find out, and he and his wife tried, but got nothing from me, which again made him tell stories about us. So me being me ( I can hold a grudge for years, my spirit animal is a crow!) He rubs me up the wrong way just by breathing. So we eat up and left fairly quickly.
We walked home.
Later we sat outside, trying the new table out. We are sitting outside a lot more now. It's not as bad as it used to be. Yes Malcolm comes out, but doesn't come near me, he only speaks to Kev, because Kev listens to his bullshit, and is more tactful than me.
So, I feel more like sitting out there now.
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