Jelly legs, and a surprise offer

 This morning we went to Street (it's a town near Glastonbury), to go to Clarks village, a big discount designer shopping centre, mostly full of the type of posh designer shops we never normally go in.  There are other, more mainstream shops there - M&S, Next, Cotton Traders, card shops, kitchenware shops, a chocolate shop (Cadburys), etc etc.  They're all discount shops, they sell last year's stock, end of lines, surplus stock, stuff like that.  We've got quite a few bargains there in the past, we're not remotely bothered about things being 'SO last year'!!  I particularly like the M&S outlet, it's just as big as a normal M&S but their prices are considerably cheaper.  A few years ago I bought some saucepans and a brilliant kitchen knife in one of the kitchen shops, half the price of stock in a normal shop, they're still in regular use.  It's worth going for a look, although you have to be a bit flexible about what you want and not go with a fixed idea.

We had a walk down the high street first, there was a market on with lots of artisan stalls.....nice things but nothing I wanted.  We then went back into the outlet centre, straight to M&S as that's where I particularly wanted to look....I bought a couple of tops and a fleece jacket.  Wanted some knickers too but they didn't have the ones I like - that's the drawback, you can never rely on getting exactly what you want.  By this time, my legs had turned to jelly and I was having difficulty walking - I'd forgotten my cane again, honestly, I think I need it tied to my wrist!  Although I think subconsciously I don't really want to use it so possibly 'deliberately' forget it!  Anyway, I told husband I needed to go back to the car, as I really felt like I was going to fall over.  So our trip was cut short (saves money anyway lol).

Ever since Monday when I had the osteo, my legs have felt like jelly.....as I said before, I assume it's because Felicity has loosened up all my muscles, but I'm going to mention it to her and see what she says when I go again next week.

Our landlord today sprang a surprise on us - he's offered us another property to move into, if we want.  It's a 4 bedroom chalet style bungalow - 2 bedrooms and a bathroom downstairs, with a bigger kitchen and lounge than ours, another 2 bedrooms but NO bathroom upstairs.  It's detached, in a good sized garden and has a large garage, bigger than ours (which is pretty much useless anyway as the roof leaks like a sieve).  Whilst we don't need 4 bedrooms, the thought of a bedroom and bathroom downstairs is very tempting - I already have trouble getting upstairs (although hopefully not so much when my back and hips improve) and neither of us is getting any younger.  The only drawback is financial, the rent is higher than we currently pay, and the Council tax is considerably more.  We are tempted though, it's a lovely place in an even quieter area than here, and with lovely views over (landlord's) farm.  But I have to say, the thought of packing everything up here and moving, and then having to unpack over there....well it's not a pleasant thought.  We'll go and have a look (landlord said we can as soon as present tenant moves out, in a month or so) and have a good think about it in the meantime.

It's getting dark so early now, I really don't like the winter.  Thank goodness things change as from the 22nd December (is it that date?), still winter I know but at least the days start lengthening by a couple of minutes each week from then on.  And I have all my Spring bulbs to look forward to, both here and at the caravan.  And each day that passes means another day nearer being able to go back to our lovely caravan (109 days....and yes I am counting 😂😂).