Out and about

 The day started with a trip to Chichester. Urban-Cub had an appointment at the hospital and the Gorse Fox took her along. It's clear that people are getting back to work. The traffic queues on the way into Chichester were almost back to the BC(*) levels. We got there in plenty of time though.

While the Gorse Fox was sitting in the car park waiting for Urban-Cub to emerge, the phone rang. It was the Estate Agent who handled the marketing of Foxearth. "Hello, is that the Gorse Fox? This is Sharon from Sellem and Run in East Preston. We see that you were a client, do you still live in Foxearth?". Clearly, their finger is on the pulse of the local property market. The Gorse Fox explained that a) we moved from there in 2013, b) they failed to sell it twice for us, and c) the property has been completely rebuilt and renamed. There was a pause. "Ah, ok. We'll take you off our list, shall we?" The Gorse Fox confirmed that would be a good idea and hung up.

Back home, Urban-Cub needed some rest so after things had settled and Ellie was starting to get boisterous, the Gorse Fox took her down to the play-park. She insisted on wearing her new Minnie Mouse Backpack (even though grandpa ended up carrying it - at least he had dispensed with the hair band by then).

The play ground was quite busy, but she played on the swing, the slide and the roundabout. Her main interest today seemed to be pushing an empty swing, rather than sitting on it. The Gorse Fox started to wonder if it was an opportunity to start explaining angular momentum, but she didn't seemed interested. It obviously tired her out because grandpa had to carry her back on his shoulders when she had finished playing.

This afternoon the Silver Vixen needed to collect a prescription but the Gorse Fox volunteered to walk round to the pharmacy in order to get some exercise. It's only a couple of kilometres each way, but it's a fairly pleasant walk.

(*)BC - Before Coronavirus