George’s Nifty Day
George woke up. Never needed the alarm since he had
taken early retirement – 8.00am every morning he woke,
went downstairs, ate some breakfast, waved his wife off
to work, did the crossword in the paper, then planned
his day.
Not that it needed a lot of planning. Go to the shops.
Visit elderly mother. Go to the shops for her. Answer
post. Cook tea. Greet wife…
George didn’t regret taking early retirement, but
somehow early retirement should be something different
from this. Surely there was more to it?
Seven across – “between the mango chutney?” Chutney,
mixture of something? …