Piers is surely the poster boy for British politeness. Today he drove me to my homeopathy appointment, 30m there and 30 back, with an hour wait. When we got back, I thanked him.
His response: “Thank you!”
“Why are you thanking me?” I asked.
“Er…,” he said, “For thanking me!”
Piers drove Olive instead of Miyako today because it was sunny and he wanted the top down. I don’t like going in Olive because her seats are hard and Piers drives like he’s in the Formula One. He denies it. But, then, Fitbit logged our 2 trips as “outdoor biking”, lolololol. That never happens in Miyako so… LOL.
A little green bird flew into the conservatory today! That’s never happened in the year we’ve lived here. I wish we could keep it but Piers said it will shit everywhere, so he gently shooed it outside. Aww!
(Note: It did poo onto a chair before it flew outside again!)
I’m grateful for a nice day today filled with happy things.