The Machinist insisted we had a day 'off' and in town today. Who am I to argue with that? Firstly, though, we had to pack away the flour deliveries, as well as the fresh fruit and vegetables. It's a good job we're just 'down the road' from the Shop. There's always a feeling of 'I need to do this or I need to do that'. The Machinist says I should relax and rest on days that we are closed. I can't see this happening, as I cannot rest unless my house is clean and orderly, the washing is done or doing and the pets are tended.
The Grands are always willing to help with our workload. Grandpa forages for firestarting branches on the hill behind their cottage, and stacks the wood when we deliver it to him. Hard going for an 84 year old. They made them tough in 1925. Each afternoon, he pops in for coffee and a treat, then later returns to carry the outdoor tables and chairs inside. Like I said, they made them tough...
Granny also pops in with him, as she polishes the cutlery and folds the napkins. Some days (yay!), she takes a stroll down to our house and washes any dishes we may have as well as folds the washing. They made them tough in 1928, too!
Tomorrow, Lordwilling, the girls and I are taking a trip to Sydney with our Cheffy Rob to attend the Food Service Australia Expo.
Which means an early start...
Hope Rob is awake by then!
(If you read this, Cheffy, note that I AM JUST KIDDING. We all know you are like the sparrow...)