So, housework and got all the past couple of months' soya milk cartons together, loaded my trailer with two sacks full, and bombed down to Hazel Court, where I bunged them all in the recycling bank with no hassle at all, despite a new anti-bike notice going up (which of course I ignored). From here I went into town and spent quite a time at the Nationwide, where their quote was quite a bit higher than the Co-op. So that's where I went next, and tried to work out a way to get the premium down, but no, varying various things (like the 'excess', the amount you pay if you claim... you pay the first £100 or £150 or whatever) didn't change the premium significantly but did incur a management penalty, so I settled for a straight renewal. I did this on the phone in the Co-op Bank office and paid with my card. Hooray, the house is insured again!
Home via Country Fresh where I collected a job-lot of compostables and bought £4 worth of veg. Lunch was at 3pm.
Later, I jarred up a load of dried pears and had a good conversation about the value of dried fruit and fresh fruit; per pear, the dried fruit is much much cheaper, despite it having been peeled, cored and dried.... all that processing doesn't add to it's value at all. However, the more I dry now, the fewer will go bad and be lost.
The empty racks meant that I spent another hour preparing pears and putting them to dry. I also sorted out some good ones for taking to Scoop tomorrow.
I got a message from one of Sue Wallace's friends David, who had a dead tree in his garden and Sue suggested I might be the right person to deal with it. I volunteered to go round and check it out.... it was a Eucalyptus which hadn't survived last winter. I said I'd be able to take it down, but would need to tie a rope to some of the branches to ensure they didn't fall on their pergola or small fruit trees. I'll have to do it on a weekend when neither of us are working. It won't yield a large amount of wood but it will help a nice chap, and Eucalyptus is a good wood for burning.... especially if it's stood for a year, drying!
I could have gone out tonight, to see a film or to go drinking with Owen on his birthday, but I just felt staying in was the sensible thing to do. Gill was grateful and I was happy to do that.