This morning I went through the CD collection. It turned out we wanted to keep most of it. I also went through a filing cabinet which had nothing in it of any value- sentimental or otherwise; the cabinet itself was one of the things we later took to the charity shop in Failsworth.
We had lunch in the Failsworth Tesco. I'm sticking to the resolution I made last time we were here that this is a holiday (however little it may feel like it) and I'm not cooking any meals.
This afternoon Ailz is spending with her mother. Dorothy expects it- and complains if she thinks she's being short-changed.