We went to Bury this morning. We've been before without Tom but it seemed strange walking around knowing he wouldn't be going with us again.
I've been wanting a new jigsaw for a few weeks but was waiting for Amy and Thomas to go back to school so I could use the dining table. The Works usually have 2 or 3 in stock although quite often the pictures don't appeal to me, but I spied this one today. A bit of art deco will be a nice change.
I also bought some more books to add to the stash. I have about 6 in the 'to read' pile now so they should last me a few weeks.
My first purchase for the 'Christmas Box' was also made. A small box of After Eight mints. We don't really buy much of anything different at Christmas, and if we do it's mostly things like cheeses and pate that can't be stored, but Christmas at Number 38 generally sees a box of After Eights being brought out at some point along with my favourite Turkish Delight of course.
I've also had my hair cut. I somehow seem to in sync with Sparky. I've noticed lately we tend to have our barnets done around about the same time.
Matthew came round for tea. He doesn't come very often so I pushed the boat out and did fillet steaks, a favourite of his and Amy's. Then him and Thomas had their usual play fight which leaves me feeling more than a little stressed the harder the fighting becomes although Thomas loves it.
He's gone now which means the house has settled back down to its routine of Thomas on the x-box, Amy reading in her room, Mark watching TV and me blogging.
Just waiting for Bake off now. The sound of silence. Sometimes you can't beat it.