Every day when I walk to The Parade to buy Mr B his Daily Mail, I like to come back with some exciting news for him. Today I excelled myself, arriving home with not just one, but two, pieces of fascinating information
garnered on my brief trip to the shops and back.
To be honest, all Mr B really cared about was that I had bought the Daily Mail. This is because on the back page
of each day’s newspaper are printed some magic numbers which Mr B tears out and puts in his tobacco tin (which he calls The Poor Man’s Filofax) in readiness to be entered into some website when next he turns on the computer. As a result of his
diligence in entering the numbers, sooner or later we will receive a £5 reward through the post. Which, I have to admit, is not to be sneezed at.
he forgets to tear out the numbers until the next day only to discover, too late, that I have already consigned the newspaper to the recycling bin. This leads to many recriminations, followed by much rummaging among the recyclables. Other times there is no
number printed on the back page at all which necessitates him making a telephone call to answer a question which will prove that he has actually bought the newspaper. For example: “What is advertised on page 4?” or “Whose picture is
on page 7?” You can tell how seriously he takes it all, that he will go to so much trouble for a fiver now and then.
But back to my News for the Day. Firstly,
the Wool Shop is re-opening. Or, to be more specific, the Wool Cupboard is re-opening. I saw it in the Wool Window so I know it to be true. The Wool Shop / Cupboard used to be housed in a tiny corner of the Pet Shop. You had to negotiate your way
past the dog kennels and rabbit hutches to find it but when you did, well, for a space so tiny it held a multitude of items lovely to a Knitter’s Eye. Wool of course, but also patterns, buttons, ribbon, needles, labels and lace – all crammed
into a space no bigger than a cupboard. Sadly it closed about a year ago and I was bereft. As was Mr B because, being unable to get my supplies from the Wool Cupboard, I was forced to visit the much bigger Wool Emporium in town which (as regular readers
may remember) Mr B hates with a Deadly Hatred because once I get inside it is hard to get me out again.
The sign in the Pet Shop window reads “Re-Opening
Soon” and there is a small, but inviting display of wool, knitting needles and baby garments to prove the point. The Wool Cupboard is Back!
The other exciting
piece of news was that there was a customer in the cafe on the corner! I saw her quite distinctly, even though she had her back to me. She was sitting at a table in the window (probably all the better to be seen by nosey passers-by like me) eating a
sandwich and nursing a mug of tea or coffee. She is the very first customer we have ever seen in this particular cafe, which keeps undergoing minor changes to its decor, menu and advertising boards as its owners desperately try to entice someone
– anyone - in through its ever hopefully open doors.
Mr B received my news with a modicum of interest. He was busily tearing out the number on
the back page of the Daily Mail as I recounted these earth-shattering events.
I know what you are thinking – surely there are more exciting events on which
I could be commenting? Has the Daily Blog really come to this? The Wool Cupboard is re-opening. The Cafe With No Customers finally has a customer. For once, I am unapologetic.
The little things in life matter too, you know.