A busy kind of day

It’s been that sort of day today, in and out in the car, going here and there, one thing after another.  None of them terribly important, just things that needed doing.  The first trip was a visit to our favourite market garden, “The Garden of York”, where we stocked up on fresh fruit and vegetables.  Rows and rows of silver beet were growing in the adjacent paddock, we noticed.  With a temperate climate and wonderful fertile soil, Levin has many market gardens, orchards and berry farms.  Road-side stalls provide a variety of fresh, locally grown produce, and they are all very popular with the travelling public. 

We were just getting ready for our second trip of the day, to drop our small car off at the local garage for a WOF “Warrant of Fitness”, when the phone rang.   Would we like to join friends out for lunch?  Of course, that beats having a cheese sandwich at home, doesn’t it?  So we drove down to the garage in two cars, left “Lazuli” behind for her service, climbed into the 4WD and drove on to our lunch date.  Ooops – the restaurant was having a private function, so we couldn’t stay there.  Into the cars again and we drove down to our second choice, and lingered over a tasty lunch.  In fact, we lingered so long, there were no other customers left in the cafe when we finally got up to go. “Are you going already, it’s only 2 o’clock”, the waitress called out to us.  I do hope she wasn’t being facetious! 

After that, it was time to stock up on groceries – but guess who had forgotten the grocery list?  But I did my best, as we wandered up and down the aisles, trying hard to remember what I had written down.  A few extra goodies found their way into the trolley, such as a cake of my favourite chocolate, Whitakers Peppermint, so yummy.  Back home again with the groceries, and then we really needed a cuppa, before heading off in the 4WD for our final trip of the day. 

Little blue Lazuli was ready to be collected, and had passed her WOF.  But…… the mechanic was a little worried about her tyres, the tread was marginal and probably wouldn’t last another 6 months until the next warrant.  Robin isn’t one to take chances with our safety, so the car is going back on Friday to get a new set of tyres.  It’s better to be safe than sorry, don’t you think?

Back home once again, Muffy was waiting on the couch for us, and told us in no uncertain terms that it really was time we returned home to feed her.  And just hurry up, she is hungry!