When your life slows down, as happens in enforced isolation, it's funny how the most unimportant events can take on significance. We're waiting this morning for a truck to arrive, bringing a delivery of essentials from Coles. Jamie, of course, has offered to do our shopping and a friend across the road goes to town everyday but we've decided to adopt the persona of the fiercely independent, cantankerous old buggers who resist anyone's attempt to be helpful, so we've put in an on-line order and we're looking out for the little red truck which will be here sometime in the next couple of hours.
There's on-going fun in making an order. Marilyn started on Friday, scribbling down what she thought we needed. This rough list was added to and refined on Saturday morning and I sat down on Saturday afternoon to input the order on-line. You have to be careful as clumsy fingers can hit the wrong button and send all your work into oblivion. You also have to be creative in working out where your favourite items are found. There's no use looking for Ginger Snap biscuits if Coles calls them Gingernuts, and do sausages come under meat or smallgoods?
I think I've got it right and press the button to commit ourselves to the purchase. Our order was acknowledged and we were immediately informed that the truss tomatoes we chose would be replaced by loose ones, which are cheaper. What's the difference?
We were also told we could make changes up until lunchtime on Sunday. Jamie and Nera popped in on Sunday morning with some supplies so I had to go back into the order to adjust it.
We've had three emails this morning with some necessary variations: a different brand of sugar, etc, and a warning that he would be here in 15 minutes. And, as I write this, he drives up.
Marilyn's gone to instruct him where to stack it so I had better show willing and help bring it in.
There's on-going fun in making an order. Marilyn started on Friday, scribbling down what she thought we needed. This rough list was added to and refined on Saturday morning and I sat down on Saturday afternoon to input the order on-line. You have to be careful as clumsy fingers can hit the wrong button and send all your work into oblivion. You also have to be creative in working out where your favourite items are found. There's no use looking for Ginger Snap biscuits if Coles calls them Gingernuts, and do sausages come under meat or smallgoods?
I think I've got it right and press the button to commit ourselves to the purchase. Our order was acknowledged and we were immediately informed that the truss tomatoes we chose would be replaced by loose ones, which are cheaper. What's the difference?
We were also told we could make changes up until lunchtime on Sunday. Jamie and Nera popped in on Sunday morning with some supplies so I had to go back into the order to adjust it.
We've had three emails this morning with some necessary variations: a different brand of sugar, etc, and a warning that he would be here in 15 minutes. And, as I write this, he drives up.
Marilyn's gone to instruct him where to stack it so I had better show willing and help bring it in.
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