ariel

 Getting out of bed functioned today. The first thing was to have a shower, and then to brig the washing machine down to the machine. It is barely seven in the morning. The machine is full of unwashed clothes, presumably some project of the wife. Take the unwashed clothes out of the machine and put them aside. The collection of underwear and light trousers from the upstairs bedroom make up one load for the machine. Take the last of the washing powder out of the plastic container and fill the soap hatch on the machine. Leave it to wash.

Go downstairs to the shop and have breakfast. Then examine the front door of the house. The door appears to have shrunk a bit in the hot weather, and the lock does not engage properly anymore. Search the house for some small washers. Having found them unscrew the catch on the door and then insert two waters to tilt the catch ever so slightly. Now it engages with the bolt of the lock again, and the door can not be opened without a key any more.

Leave the house and go to the general store in the main street. Buy a large box of washing powder. On the way out there is a child having a tantrum. Catch the young man's eye and question his obvious anger with a smile and a comment. He is instantly silent. He is no longer shouting at his mother. The girl at the checkout laughs. She looks at this old white-haired man and smiles at him. Now it is his turn to feel rather weak, for in a simple way she really is most attractive. Go home again.

The family waiting in the car outside the door smile to see such an early return with a large colourful box