Currency Conundrum

At reveille, looking atop my bedside table staring back forlornly were a five and ten pound note that've lain there gathering dust for eight weeks. Along with the adjacent four pound in coinage, its inactivity consequential of monetary payments being unfavourably viewed on planet COVID. It's entry into similarly dust gathering tills, only accepted as a... Continue Reading →

Many A Mickle Maks A Muckle

Yesterday proved to be a productive day for yours truly. The itinerary commencing with a visit to Wakefield Hospice, allowing my mum to witness pater's memorial leaf on the 'Tree of Life'. This followed by a trip into Morley for household goods, booking my car in for it's MOT and the disposal of a pile... Continue Reading →

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