A Redgrave stocktaking effort on another very hot and humid day with Freda and Wiggly, walking Sam and a St Neots snooker evening with Nigel
This was the day that we had encouraged Freda to have a stock take and had offered help for them to complete it but we did not have to work to any strict timescales and so felt able to lay in a little after the hectic activities of the recent past.
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Wiggly took Sam for a walk again and this let me complete a few things and pack up the equipment that we would need for the day.
We set off as the day's temperature was rising again on what was going to be another very hot and humid day and we were particularly grateful that we had the car's air-conditioning without which the journey would have been unbearable.
I had taken the chance to telephone Sarah last night and was due to meet her and her partner Mark at Redgrave after lunch and so we just checked in with Freda and Alf and then popped over for a drink and snack at the pub until then.
Sam enjoyed sitting outside in the pub garden before we had to get back. I found Sarah to be a nice enthusiastic young (and attractive blonde) woman.
She had worked at Redgrave direct from school until last summer when she had got a part-time rather boring job at Diss main post office after being released by Freda's plans to sell up.
She came from a business family, was keen to take over the shop and had considered the prospect when hearing that it was for sale and her guy Mark, a shooting enthusiast working as an upholsterer by trade, was very supportive.
They would have to speak to her mother to see of she wanted to come in with her and her father for business advice. I offered to sit down with them all once I had got information back from Londis and Spa to review the finances if they wanted to go ahead and we left them to think about it.
Wiggly had been helping Freda with the stock check and I joined her we had all had a cup of tea together. The news from the Londis rep (under some pressure from me, talking of Spar) was that they were also prepared to go ahead with a shop survey.
This would look at the local demography to see which of four formulas of shop could be viable of which he felt sure that convenience was the almost certain outcome.
It had ben quite a productive visit but, as we drove home and compared notes, Wiggly and I both had the impression from the shop stock check that they were misguidedly trying to tackle the speciality grocery market instead of being a more useful convenience store.
A brief stop at Barton Mills but, such was the heat and infestation of wasps, that we had to stay in our air-conditioned cocoon to drink our tea.
Wiggly had already given Sam a long walk in later afternoon and so we were just back in time to get changed to go to our respective evening's engagements.
Wiggly had a Town Council Group Meeting to attend and she found this very long, tiring and frustrating. I think that she was also embarrassed at not having contacted Martyn Baccus and ensured that he attended the meeting was willing to be the new group secretary and was upset that he had not come.
I came back from a Nigel snooker evening to find her hot, tired, depressed, drinking a large whisky or something and quite un-consolable reacting to me "wanting to change her" and voicing a more understandable complaint that I had left the back door open when going out.
I said little having failed to console her and can only think she was anticipating trouble over drinking in this way but I was just concerned about her.
We went to bed and just lay still in the heat until we both slept. She was almost immediately asleep naked face up and I confess to feeling and caressing her smooth and sexy body which was so available and exposed in her sound sleep.