I wrote this a while ago and it didn't get finished or published, so I will just put it up as it is. Oh yes, R has the job he wanted and starts in about nine days.
R has been very busy since he retired. He has been applying for jobs, looking at volunteer orgs, dealing with job centre places, and with Centre Link. Every Thursday he has been taking Mother out. Tomorrow he is doing a training course for a job he is not going to take because he has a good indication that another preferred job will be offered, but will it? Just my luck that tomorrow is my day off so I will take Mother out.
It must be a couple of months since he worked. It has taken some adjustment to him being home during the day. We knew it would be, and only one spat over the matter.
Last Saturday night we went to a Turkish restaurant with our friends. It is near my workplace and I have wondered about it for years. It was good. The service was excellent in the fairly small place. The cost was ok too.
But the meat, oh the meat. Chicken, lamb and beef, it just kept arriving. Plates piled high with meat. I guess we ate about half of the meat. Some was parcelled up to take away, but there was still a lot left. I likes me meat, but not in that quantity. It was absurd.