It's taking us a while to get going this morning; it's almost 11 o'clock and Marilyn is just now heading for her shower. Of course, we're both struggling with a head cold, the weather outside is awful and there are no pressing engagements to prepare for,
Jamie and Nera have gone to Hobart for the weekend. It's the closest we have to a cosmopolitan city and they go there regularly to experience the feel of something more than Launceston can offer. They always bring back treats from a favourite Vietnamese Bakery or other gourmet delight.
At some stage we have to brave the weather and head to the local shopping centre. We're OK for food, but the chemist doesn't deliver on the weekend so there is nothing for it but to head there in person. We're becoming very spoiled with everyone trying to make it easy for us but, every now and again, we have to make just a little bit more effort. It's a shame it's on such a miserable day.
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