DAD was complaining today that his morning shave was not up to Turkish barber shop standards. The care home assistant told me apologetically that she had done her best. I explained to her that anything in the chin department more bristled than a billiard ball fails dad’s touch test. She shouldn’t worry about it.
I took advantage of the day off from The Garden Project to finish reading Pago Pago Tango, the American Samoa leg of my Kindle reading project of one crime novel set in every country listed in The Times atlas of the world (see below).
Another lovely sunny day in Swansea meant another evening watering all of The Current Mrs Feeney’s patio and decking area pot plants. Followed by the remains of a cider that Mrs F had opened but disliked, but which conveniently provided me with a Gloucestershire entry for my Fancy A Pint? project (see below).