Three bad signs
It's very cold here at the moment but that's really no excuse not to go out to the late night convenience store, only 5 minute's walk away. I wanted some bread with my soup tonight and found none in my freezer. At first I was going to do without it and then I remembered throwing some away last night because it was stale. I fished it out of the bin (it was wrapped in plastic!), managed to cut it into two slices, toasted them and ate them with the soup.
A very good friend from South Africa was in the UK for two weeks until a week ago. He tried to get hold of me often to arrange meeting up but apart from once (he was out), I didn't bother to return his calls.