This morning, Petra and I took the car in for a warrant, posted a parcel to the UK, and collected my new glasses. I’m trying out the glasses right now – they feel odd. I hope that will change over the next couple of days.
We also had time for what Petra calls a “wee adventure” (a big adventure is anything that involves going further afield than Johnsonville) which consisted of a trip to Starbucks and then on to the pet shop up the street. We also visited the bookshops in the mall, but Father Christmas turned up and put Petra off. She thinks he’s fab in theory and when he’s depositing presents under the tree, but when she’s confronted with a white-bearded fat man in a red suit, she freaks out. We won’t be getting any cute kid with Father Christmas pictures any time soon.