Armed with a long list, John and I go into town and buy vegetables, milk and all those other exciting groceries. I always remember my mum ordering the Christmas ham and chicken well in advance. She would not have left Christmas food shopping this late. As it's a public holiday on Monday, she would also have bought numerous loaves of bread and packets of milk as no shop opened on Christmas or Boxing Day, but nowadays there is always something open.
At one shop, I chat to the owner who is usually always very chirpy and upbeat. Today, he tells me that if he could leave, he would. 'There is no quality of life,' he says. 'Nowhere to go. Nothing to do.'
We get home to a last minute booking through Booking.com. In the afternoon, John gets the cottage ready while I make a few more trips to shops. One of them is to a shop where I saw they had not put up the price of fish. It is actually half the price of Pick n Pay. Even as I approach the till, I am convinced that the price has been changed on the system and I am going to have to put it back. Luckily, I get it for the old price, hope it hasn't gone off and dart out of the shop before anyone can call me back.
I drop a whole lot of stuff at a children's home for my friend, Anne. They are very grateful. It reminds me that we must start getting rid of all the things we don't need.
In the evening, we host Film Night - the Christmas edition. We watch Yesterday which is about a man who is in an accident at the same time that the electricity goes off worldwide. For some reason, this means that certain things are erased from the world's memory, although the man remembers them. He becomes an overnight sensation, singing the Beetles songs and everyone thinks they are his.
The people who booked don't turn up.
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