8th February, 2026: Taxi Driver.
Poo!
My toaster’s broken!
Or, at least, the slider that lowers the bread into the slots has gone.
The clicky little mechanism that holds the thing in place has gone, I should say.
Drat, double drat, and dang.
That means I’m going to have to use the oven to make toast: until I can afford a new one.
Ho … hum … !
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One thing I DID manage to do, yesterday … ?
Was order various repeat medications.
Although there may be an issue with 75mg aspirin I take for my heart.
My chemists, Brentwood’s ever reliable PharmChoice, have told me they will be putting in for That repeat: but there is a problem with the aspirin, as there’s a national shortage of the stuff.
However?
I’ve just enough — I hope! — to last me until my next doctor’s appointment.
Hopefully, we should be able to arrange alternatives, if needed.
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