Day 30 – inside the red zone

I was a little later going for the paper this morning, and the traffic in Bealey Avenue was diabolical.  Hardly anything going west, but there were two lanes at a standstill going east, and a third lane whizzing by.  I needed to go down to the postbox, so took the risk of crossing in the middle of the block, but made sure I used the pedestrian crossing on the way back.  Later I learned there’d been a breakdown of heavy equipment in Fitzgerald Avenue, so maybe that was the cause of the congestion.  Or maybe it’s like that at 7.15 every morning.

At almost 9am I told Stephen ‘Goodbye, I’m off to work now’, and headed into my ‘office’.  The Refugee Cat followed and insisted on sitting on my knee.  That never happened in Community House.

“Advantages to working here
include a feline volunteer.”