WEEKLY CHAT (NON-OSPREY) SUNDAY, JUNE 7 2020

Pat - I can also vouch for having what's known as "White Coat Syndrome" - I even warn anyone who takes my blood pressure about it. As soon as they get the machine out, mine goes up, and once they strap that thing onto you it usually hurts as it squashes my flab at the top of my arms and I am in pain... so up it goes some more.

The small gadget arrived today, but I've not got it out of the box yet. My blood pressure certainly went up this afternoon when my OH walked into the room and casually said "While you were reading, I got out the scissors and cut my own hair!!!"
He had tried to trim around his ears. It looked very ratty, of course, and he had left great long bits behind his ears where everyone but he himself can see it. Didn't know whether to laugh or cry. I had previously offered to do it, so why he did it, I don't know. I then asked what he had used - turned out to be the kitchen scissors :-o
Anyway, I got a towel and he sat on a stool and I found the real hairdressing scissors I have, and trimmed it better, plus cutting off the length at the back and some of the bulk of it all over. Now he does at least look respectable.

Pat, I hope you get to go on your Great Escape. We are promising ourselves to go to more places now for a walk, as it seems to be relatively safe out in the open air. This afternoon, we went some miles away to a large supermarket where they had good offers on the booze - we had run out of sherry and I was down to the last inch of gin. My OH had also nearly drunk all of the whisky which we brought back from our holidays, duty free. As I had leapt upon "2 bottles of Rose wine for only ten pounds" our trolley looked very um, like a pub display. I pointed out to my OH who was groaning at the bill that he had saved that much money in the last months on my hairdressing bills, as the salon I now go to has put up the prices to eye watering amounts. The girl at the checkout laughed as he joked about the amount of bottles we had.