Yesterday I went to the Rheincentre in Germany with my friend to load up on supplies in spite of the crippling heat and humidity. When we got into my car the thermometer read 41°C. Thank goodness for air conditioning!!!
Marktkauf wasn’t too busy but it was pretty hot, the sensible people stayed at home where it was cooler I guess.
I didn’t think we’d been in there all that long but we must have been walking around for a couple of hours.
I started to come down with a condition that I usually describe as “verbal dyslexia” (my very own definition) – where you see an object but the wrong word comes out, this usually means I’m loosing the plot..
I was struggling with words and ended up calling a “sewing maching” a “washing manchine” – no difference, eh? and referred to “tic-tacs” as “kit kats”… Oh dear, time to go home and get that poor brain under some cold water. Continue reading



