Took the train to town for shopping. Mohair yarn for the white wool dress; magnetic poster hangers for two photography posters I bought months ago; crimp beads so I can make my own stitch markers; charity shops where I didn’t find any of the things I was looking for.

The trains are on a half-hourly schedule due to summertime engineering works. It’s not as bad as it has been some past summers; at least we get trains. But the trains turn around in Spånga, and if you live further out, it’s replacement buses for you.

It was lunchtime by the time I got back. I stopped at Spånga Konditori for lunch. Ingrid won’t be working there any more after the summer, so we’re going to lose our access to her staff discount. I need to get the most out of it now.

I had a lovely hummus and avocado toast and strawberry lemonade. It was quiet at the café, and Ingrid could come sit with me when there were no customers to serve.