Last month, I went to a corned beef emporium by taxi in my determination to go somewhere in January.
Our redhat luncheon speaker was Dr. Tony accompanied by his friend who is also a chiropractor. She ran an electronic instrument up my neck and showed an image on her laptop indicating the state of my neck bones. Dr. Tony had a projector from his lap top on a bare spot of wall. Hellen was our posture model for Dr.Tony. The one aspect of chiropractors I notice is their verve and buoyancy. Betty Ann shouted she was posture queen at her high school in a specific year and dated herself! A swell time was had by all.
On the way home while I was waiting at the bus stop, "I spied with my little eyes" the words "fine fabrics" under the window blind shop sign. Of course, that meant I had to take time out to search for purple suiting material. However, the sign was dead on, it was the finest of woollen suiting and silk cloths they sold for a fraction of the price in any other shop of the same high calibre. The owner was saying, "You don't know how old I am." The saleslady told me, "If you come here next year, the shop won't be here. It's closing as soon as all this is sold," indicating the bolts of luxurious cloth.
The long peaceful ride home by transit took only one transfer despite the distance from K***'s and there were plenty of seats all the way home Tuesday mid-afternoon.
Hopefully soon, another episode of Redhatting. God bless.