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Yesterday we went shopping in Malton, this is our third town within a few miles. It has a large Asda and Morrison - joy(I am being sarky here) - for food shopping. Noticed the other day Nelson, the person who lives on his acre of land with his sheep and hens, washing his wellies over the road at the stand tap and thinking bet he is off to Malton for a wander round Asda, as we had met him a couple of times doing just that. The above photo is old Malton, we always arrive on the long straight road down to the station, lined with shops and you wonder how do they all make a living?
Morrisons was full, and we wandered down to Yates, large ironmonger to sort out some saucepans, one for cooking large mounds of spaghetti when the family arrive, the other for dyeing wool, something I haven't done for ages.
On our shopping trips we take Lucy, she just loves going out in the car, gently snoozing on the back seat, slightly affronted when she has to get out and walk! One problem with this is that we both cannot go into some shops together and one of us wait outside with her. She often draws smiles from passerbys and pats on the head from older people, plumpness, shaggy coat and spotted legs are an unusual combination. We are still doing battle against the plumpness but she does love her food.....
Two birthdays this month, Matilda who will turn 15 on the 10th, I give my grandchildren money for Xmas and birthdays, they are perfectly well equipped for spending it on what they want. Matilda has already ordered her £60 Dior perfume, yes I could not believe it as well, but she is sophisticated, even her head teachers don't stand up to her, so what influence do I have?