Mamasan at the Creperie in Centre Place almost kissed me, well held my hand as she asked where my friend was. I told her to make sure I don't depart without paying as R normally pays. Warm air was being blown from somewhere it was very pleasant sitting there and watching the passing parade.
I collected my suitcase from Strandbags, and aside from the already replaced wheel, the newly damaged one was replaced along with the two remaining wheels. It was repaired under warranty, but I am fairly sure the case the was out of warranty. Nevertheless, the wheels were clearly not fit for the purpose and should have been replaced. Good service by Strandbags.
I saw an incredibly handsome man in the street and I felt like asking him if the woman with him was his wife/girlfriend/partner and when he responded yes, I would say, lucky her
A beggar asked me to buy him a cup of coffee. I had decided to engage with such people instead of just brushing them aside, but I forgot and told him no thank you. He disappeared and returned a short time later and asked for a dollar. I normally don't give money to beggars but I gave him $2. He said, sorry Sir. Drop the coin into may hand as my hands are very sweaty. What his hands were like were absolutely filthy dirty. I asked, Why don't you wash your hands? Oh Sir, I am homeless and I have no bathroom, ignoring that around the city there are plenty of places to wash your hands with soap and water. Mentally unwell? Yes. Using dirty hands to engender sympathy or something like that, I reckon so.
On to QV shopping centre for some wine as the reserve for me at home was alarmingly low. How useful is it having a suitcase in the city when shopping! I put the wine and the new camera inside the case to take home on the tram.
At the ungodly hour of 9am today I must see my superannuation company to arrange a retirement income. Staff have assured me in the past that I will have a sufficient income in my retirement but oh, I am not sure and it worries me greatly. While we live quite cheaply, where we live is not a cheap place to live. There are benefits though. We barely need a car and it is used once or twice a week, once for a very short journey. I suppose it is a First World Problem for a Fat Old Rich White Man.