The Diary of Kim Hawley aged 48 and a bit…actually quite a lot.

Downlook Day 28? Is it really? Geez…

The Big Do Day *

Yesterday – a veritable riot of activity; obviously this is in direct comparison to the 26 days beforehand so the bar is set fairly low.

Had to do the big shop. This, I have concluded, after extensive research, is best done first thing. After last week’s big shopping experience I thought I’d get there a little earlier. Not wishing to look too keen weird, my intention was to take my book and wait in the car with half an eye on the emerging queue. On arrival though it turns out that the queue had already done the emerging and that everyone had in fact had the same genius idea; there were 98 people already there. I know there were 98 as I counted them when I became sad idiot number 99. Not as sad however as the dude at the front of the queue. No, this pitiful individual was playing fast and loose with the word “prepared”. He had a flask, he had a jumbo sausage roll and, moreover, he had one of those folding camping chairs. Trying to get tickets for Centre Court might require this type of planning but not to do the weekly shop.

There is now plenty of food back on the shelves and my big shop was, quite frankly enormous. Alongside all the rest of the provisions I procured 2 giant deluxe Easter Eggs at a knock down price which, on return from my morning out, have been hidden away from prying little eyes and tiny sticky fingers. Those bad boys are mine…. all mine.

On return I did 90 minutes of online yoga. I found a particularly good series which is taught by a lithe 20 year yogi goddess and, thankfully, as you spend most of the time upside down, I didn’t have to actually see her. I managed to achieve a rather adequate Pigeon. Namaste.

Me … doing yoga…in my dreams

The best part though was yet to come. The piece de resistance, the cherry on the top of the icing on the top of the cake was Rock decided he needed a haircut and, with the barbers closed, I was his chosen coiffure for the day. “Just use the clippers – start with a number 3 and then fade up to a five and use the scissors to finish” he said. I heard “shave off my hair”.

* especially for Captain Tom who has now raise almost £26 million pounds for the NHS. 👏🏻

By Kim Hawley

I’m a mum ... 48 years on our glorious planet and I have got some stuff to get of my chest!

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