Inconvenience store

 I woke up to an overcast sky, quite clear headed for a change, but my brain seemed to become overcast as a result of the medication, leaving me with erratic concentration. I spent the morning combining the five Adventures of Reggie Rabbit stories into a fifty page text. The task was frustratingly difficult. It was if my memory was only working intermittently. 

Clare went shopping for veggies after breakfast, only to find the greengrocers' shops were shut. Neither of us remembered it was Spring Bank Holiday. I cooked curried lentils for lunch, with broccoli, baby corn cobs and carrots. An interesting combination, not too starchy.

After we'd eaten I went to the Pontcanna Street Co-op to stock up on a few essentials. It's not an easy shop to navigate, as the aisles are narrow and signage is poor. It was busy, as it was one of the few food stores open on a Bank Holiday. It was crowded, making navigation difficult to different shelves, not all of them well lit. I couldn't stand back far enough with my impaired vision to survey shelves crammed with an arrangement of products not well displayed. As a result it takes longer to find everything on the shopping list, so the turnover of shoppers is that much slower. The only alternative is to walk the extra mile to a larger store, but that's not always convenient.

Later, I walked to Thompson's Park, where I was hailed by Andrew and Martin. I've not seen them since Andrew started his ordination training at St Padarn's.. He's on pastoral placement this year at St Theodore's Port Talbot, loving it and its parishioners. It's an example of a deep rooted urban industrial community that is more  like a village where everyone knows everyone else, and takes an interest in each other. It's an impoverished area with steel production shut down, pending the construction of new electric arc blast furnaces, leading to many redundancies ad interim. Nevertheless, it's a community rich in its relationships, gifted people and characters with a passion for making something good in time of adversity.

After a circuit of the park, noting the increase of noisy green parakeet activity, I walked over to Llandaff Fields and did a circuit there before returning home in time to get the table ready for supper. My head had just about cleared by then, I was surprised at how little traffic there was on the roads. The parks weren't busy either. Did this mean there was an exodus to the coast? Without the convenience of a car, getting to the seaside by public transport takes time and planning. Alas the limitations of age and infirmity!