Where the hell is Sid?

I get up before the tannoy sounds at a quarter to six, have a quick shower, dress and then take my book to the restaurant and save a window table until the others arrive. Jackie has a continental breakfast, the rest of us full English, the ship is passing Grimsby and soon we are pulling into Hull, outside the weather is a bit overcast, but as we are called down to our cars, the sun starts to break through. It takes a little longer to disembark in England, primarily because Andrew is selected for a market research survey, but by half past eight we are on our way and by nine O'clock reloading Gino's car in Tickton. We say our goodbyes and then I unpack and put my shirts and pyjamas in to wash, before driving to Beverley. I need to get my glasses fixed because one of the plastic ends has broken off, Specsavers try to sell me some new ones, but when I refuse, offer to put new plastic ends on for a fiver. Once this is done, I call at Tesco's to stock up on breakfast gear and to buy Norman some tins and then call at Sarah's to collect him. He is very glad to see me but I can't stay long, as British Gas are coming to service the central heating between twelve and six. I chat briefly to Clement and Sarah, who is starting a locum job with the NHS on Monday for a month. She tells me Normy has been to school with Louis, so I don't need to walk him till after dinner. When we get home, I hang out the washing and discover I have left a paper handkerchief in my pyjama pocket. There are bits everywhere, fortunately there is a strong wing blowing and it may blow them off. I potter around the house doing odd jobs until six, by which time I realise British Gas aren't coming. After his tin, I walk Norman down to the bridge, he gets a pat from the little girls across the road and on our way home we play our praise and pat game. I catch up on my blog and go to bed for half past ten