Ivor’s Daily Gallivant
Saturday September 16, 2023-a lot more active and interesting day than yesterday
After sleeping well, i woke up and initially was reluctant to get up, but it was Saturday my day for going to the Soul Café so got up and noticed some mail on the doormat. Which included a handwritten letter from my old friend Jim. He doesn’t use the phone or internet, so writing is his only means of communication.
He had an operation recently and is just out of hospital.
I made my way to the Soul Café and did some sketches. Several people who I hadn’t spoken to before said a few words to me and I had some forbidden fruit in the form of a piece of carrot cake (I’m diabetic but they say ‘a little of what you fancy does you good’ As my grandmother used to say – ‘how the poor live’.
I stayed at The Soul Café until closing time and ever keen to maintain my health I ran to St. Andrews Coffee House. Outside as I was running past the tables outside, I heard someone call my name. It was my friend Andy with his daughters Megan and Eva, and his mother.
He bought me a bowl of homemade soup and a pot of tea. Megan was doing a voluntary waitress job there.
I caught the bus into Hythe as I wanted to buy Jim a card and had a coffee at Black Wax where I did another sketch at the bus stop at Hythe Pier someone else called me. It was Rob Freemantle I didn’t recognise him at first because his beard has grown so long.
He said he was thinking of having it tethered, to which I replied, you should in the interest of public safety.
On the bus at Knighton Grange Tim and Julie got on, and Tim came and sat next to me for a chat, he asked what I had planned for the evening I said write my blog (for today and yesterday) do a little homework and some work on my painting.
It’s now 21.44 I shall do half an hour housework and then work until 23.00 (my bedtime) on my painting.
Ivor’s Daily Gallivant
Saturday September 16, 2023-a lot more active and interesting day than yesterday
After sleeping well, i woke up and initially was reluctant to get up, but it was Saturday my day for going to the Soul Café so got up and noticed some mail on the doormat. Which included a handwritten letter from my old friend Jim. He doesn’t use the phone or internet, so writing is his only means of communication.
He had an operation recently and is just out of hospital.
I made my way to the Soul Café and did some sketches. Several people who I hadn’t spoken to before said a few words to me and I had some forbidden fruit in the form of a piece of carrot cake (I’m diabetic but they say ‘a little of what you fancy does you good’ As my grandmother used to say – ‘how the poor live’.
I stayed at The Soul Café until closing time and ever keen to maintain my health I ran to St. Andrews Coffee House. Outside as I was running past the tables outside, I heard someone call my name. It was my friend Andy with his daughters Megan and Eva, and his mother.
He bought me a bowl of homemade soup and a pot of tea. Megan was doing a voluntary waitress job there.
I caught the bus into Hythe as I wanted to buy Jim a card and had a coffee at Black Wax where I did another sketch at the bus stop at Hythe Pier someone else called me. It was Rob Freemantle I didn’t recognise him at first because his beard has grown so long.
He said he was thinking of having it tethered, to which I replied, you should in the interest of public safety.
On the bus at Knighton Grange Tim and Julie got on, and Tim came and sat next to me for a chat, he asked what I had planned for the evening I said write my blog (for today and yesterday) do a little homework and some work on my painting.
It’s now 21.44 I shall do half an hour housework and then work until 23.00 (my bedtime) on my painting.