Righteousness

It was a slow start to the day, but hey, who cares? No train to catch, no commute to worry about, no teleconference calls, no project managers chasing fictitious deadlines set for their own convenience and with no bearing on reality. The Gorse Fox is retired and loves it.

The main events of the day involved shopping and Ellie. As the Gorse Fox explained yesterday, there was still some wines and beers to get in for the Christmas period. As he arrived in the Sainsbury's car park he bumped in to Tinkerbell and Two Hats. "It's a zoo in there" he declared. They pointed at a trolley containing only a few bits and explained it had taken them over an hour.

The Gorse Fox braced himself, grabbed a trolley, and filtered into the throng. He made his way straight to the wines and spirits, filled the trolley with his selection, walked to an empty checkout and paid. He was back in the car and on his way home within 30 minutes. The shopping gods clearly look favourably on the righteous.

The afternoon was spent with Ellie.

As usual she was an absolute joy. She slept for a while before sitting on the floor and playing with her toys whilst the Gorse Fox and the Silver Vixen kept her away from anything that may hurt  her or she may damage. A DVD of Happy Feet played in the background, but she wasn't really interested.

She had some supper and as the Gorse Fox writes this she is in the bath, before going to bed.