A beautiful day and I'm starting to think about getting ready to go to my Probus meeting. That usually runs between 10 o'clock and 12. The problem is that I'm expecting a call from the doctor to arrange a couple of repeat prescriptions, and it would be embarrassing if she rang mid-way through the meeting. I think I'll just go for the first part and slip out before the guest speaker. They're not always riveting and, being a rural area, we get more than our share of farmers talking about their crops. Last month was an olive grower and, with the best will in the world, it's hard to get a laugh out of that.
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