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Yesterday it rained all day. Both of the golf courses that my husband plays (not at the same time) at were closed. I used to play golf when I retired from paid work but gave up when I took up writing. My golf handicap was not showing any signs of improvement. I could shoot straight but not very far.
We decided to pay a visit to Costco and the enormous Home Bargains shop that has opened in that area.
There was no queue waiting to be allowed in at Costco, no-one counting how many customers had entered, and this was a change from the last time.
However, there were signs up requesting everyone to wear masks. Once we had bought a trolley full of stuff (always more that we thought we wanted), we saw that the cafe was selling food to take away. We opted for a baked potato each and a latte. I told myself it was mostly milk. I haven’t had a real coffee for months, and I forgot what this might mean. I could have been very hyper, but I wasn’t.
I went to bed at 11 o’clock thinking I didn’t feel tired. Half an hour later, I was out of bed, realising that the coffee was now having its effect on me. I wouldn’t be able to sleep for hours, so I began reading my friend’s new book, ‘Murder at the Mela’. I finished four hours later. It was a wise move. The last time I did that was when I read ‘The Bridges of Madison County’, thirty years ago.
Though, that was on a Sunday afternoon, and not the middle of the night.