March report:
Alter my will to put someone more deserving in.
Changed my mind. Tortoise Junior has so much spare time on his hands due to no social life that he has actually written me a letter! Extraordinary. A hand written one, in a proper envelope with a stamp and everything. I will give him another chance.
Corona virus preparations, I suppose. Except that I have found an unexpected bonus from my non-shopping project in January. I realised how well I could manage on the stocks I had already. I was planning to run my stores down even further, but now I just won’t. They will last for ages if necessary.
Couldn’t resist a certain amount of topping up, so all January’s good work is undone. Oh dear! Just when I had nearly got to the end of all the golden syrup I inherited from Dad in 2013.
Carry on with the decluttering.
Yes, been thinning out the paperwork. I came across a poem, in heroic couplets in the style of Alexander Pope, that I wrote in 1974 about the oil crisis and the Three Day Week. All the same; no toilet paper, etc.
Progress the garden project, if it ever stops raining
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Yes! And it has stopped raining .
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The garden designers have been to measure up and gone away to draw sketches. The balustrade man has got cracking at last.
Persist with the exercise and SW.
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Well, that’s on the back burner. I am going out for a short walk every other day but otherwise pretty sedentary. Slimming World meetings have stopped. I am still being good though. Not much chance to be otherwise, with restaurants shuts and shopping limited to essentials. I am weighing myself each week and writing it in my SW book. According to my records, over the month I lost 4lbs
Watch the carnage on financial markets with interest. Its fascinating, isn’t it? Though the drop in interest rates is irksome. The return on my savings will go from little to nothing, very irritating, and just when equities have gone down as well. I shall console myself like John D. Rockefeller, by counting my dividends.
Aargh! What dividends? This is painful, isn’t it? And such a short time time ago, in January I suppose, I was feeling so nice and rich. Now an old age of catfood looms. Or an old age of eating up the contents of the pantry. How are we going to pay for the magic money tree that has suddenly appeared? The usual method, historically, is to wipe out people’s savings
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