Hi Bloggys,
I am having a boring day, I got up nice and early albeit because of nightmares, but I had plenty of time for a nice shower and sort out. And some peanut butter on toast with plenty of tea.

Then I struggled up the hill and put things in the locker.

This town is overcrowded as it is but on Saturday it is unbearable, but I have spent most of the day in the library, writing.

I went for lunch at the daycentre, beans on toast and a cuppa.
One of the volunteers, ex-homeless, told me they worry when they don't hear from me and I told him that the managers have my phone number if they are worried, but he gave me his phone number in case I ever need rescuing, a night in shining armour. Haha.

That daycentre isn't a homeless daycentre as such, they are a cafe and rest place for anyone and everyone but they help homeless people. The cafe also attracts the rich and rude as this is a tourist city and the cafe is in an old church, the rich and rude have so much money that they think that manners are disposable, so sometimes they come in and barge everyone out the way to get what they want.

I went shopping again and got a blanket and a scarf, more money gone but those things were necessary.