Monday, 14th March
I overslept this morning. I don't know how it happened. I'm sure I (32) 1234 the alarm last night as usual. At least, I think I did. I remember having a cup of tea, turning the TV off and putting the cat outside. Then the phone rang. It was my granddaughter, Zoe. She had been (33) 1234 in her school play and she wanted to tell me all about it. I must say it sounded wonderful! I (34) 1234 not going, but if I went to see everything my grandchildren did, I would never have any time for myself.
Anyway, whatever the reason was, my alarm didn't (35) 1234 off this morning, so I was late meeting Rita for coffee. She said she didn't mind, though, because she had a good book to read. We chatted for half an hour and then went to have a wander round the shops. Everything seems so expensive these days, or it does to those of us who have (36) 1234 from work. It's not easy living on a pension. In the end, I just bought some wool for a jumper I'm making and Rita bought a new hat.
We had (37) 1234 our usual bus home, so we decided to have lunch in one of those fast food places. I'd never been in one before, but Rita said she had, with her grandson. I let her order the food and we sat down to eat. Well, I've never had anything so disgusting in my whole life! The chips were so salty I couldn't eat them. The other thing was like a bread roll with a beefburger and cheese on it. It turned (38) 1234 to be a 'special cheeseburger', although it didn't seem very special to me. It tasted like cardboard. I don't think I'll be going in a place like mat again.
Tomorrow is my eldest son Darren's birthday and we're planning to have a nice picnic in the countryside. I can't believe that he's about to (39) 1234 fifty. How old does that make me? Don't ask!