Paul took me shopping this morning. I leave my purse at home because it’s easier to let Paul pay for everything and leaves my hands free to gather up all the goodies.
My bargain buys of the day were a pair of flip-flops (or thongs) for the summer and a drink bottle for my bike – both half price. On the more expensive side I bought a Blue Tooth speaker. This is quite an extraordinary purchase for me because since I lost the majority of my hearing I find it difficult to listen to music and have really got out of the habit doing so. But the other day I mentioned to Paul that it would be nice to listen to some jazz, blues or classical stuff on the terrace in the evenings while we’re having a drink, something smooth and classy.
I'm going to have to figure out how to use it because the last time I played any music it came out of a CD player and blue teeth hadn't been invented.
In the meantime Paul is happily compiling a play list so that he can link up his smartphone or laptop to the speaker. I have told him that there are some sounds that I just can’t tolerate due to my deafness and he is strictly forbidden from playing anything by Donna Summer or Britney Spears. He’s just asked me if it’s OK to add John Denver...