After the disappointing fiasco of being rejected
from the closing moments of M & S last night, I was determined to get out
and see if, on the other hand, the earliest shopping would hold the leftover
bargains I had missed the day before – meaning I hit the store as close to the
opening bell, 830am, as I could possibly manage it. The answer to my question: a
decided no - found nothing! I really was looking for some of their bread to be
on discount, but ended-up empty handed. Anyway, kind of nice to be out so early
- haven’t really ever availed myself of that opportunity before.
In asking a local sister shopper about other possible
grocery stores in the area within walking distance (all I knew was Aldi, and then Marks and
Spencers), I learned something in the process that will turn out to be invaluable
– that ASDA (basically Walmart in the UK) is a mere 10-minute walk, further
down St Thomas Street. (That’s the closest I’ve ever lived to this mega store at
ANY point in all the time I’ve been in the British Isles. Oh, boy, watch out – if
they let me loose, I’m pretty dangerous!) Supposedly, I’m to cross over the town
bridge at the harbor, turn right, and very soon after that should see it in
front of me. Great - they’ll have everything I’ll EVER need! (Actually, later
in the day, when I DID go there, that statement turned out NOT to be true - they did not have plain old white vinegar,
which REALLY surprised me, as you would think that if THEY didn’t have
something, then NOBODY in town would!)
Little by little I am learning the various aspects
of the business of running the Richmoor Hotel. Today I assisted in making several
on-site bookings* for tonight. This is the PERFECT way to learn – line upon
line, here a little, there a little.
Had
my first bath tonight (thank you, Leah, for ‘a trip to the spa’). And not just
any old bath either – but . . . as much volume and as much hot as I wanted! SO strange
to go from a restricted number of baths (one a week, if I was lucky, in
Birmingham), plus feeling guilty for using hot water for laundry (absolutely
verboten) or showering altogether TO a situation where hot water (or heat, for
that matter) is not monitored - in any fashion – ever! This is a hotel, after all, and there has to
be plenty of both of those, at all times, to go around for every person.
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Photos_
1- the Weymouth town bridge (captured on the way
to ASDA, in the dead of night, aka 5:45pm)
2- *wonderful, cotton candy hair (this is Jodi – she
is the partner of one of the men I got set up in a room for the night; she consented
to have her picture taken as I said that back in America, especially in the
small town where I’m from, we don’t see exciting hair like hers so much)
