Yesterday, I managed to fit in a Tesco delivery, two loads of washing and a most enjoyable game of Scrabble.
Back to the ranch and I boiled potatoes for potato salad. Once cold, I cut them up into a large bowl and added chopped shallots, chopped parsley and chopped chives.
Looked in the freezer, but no cooked bacon., so took some out, defrosted it and then fried it and, after it cooled, trimmed it of fat and added it to the rest. Mixed it all up with Helmanns mayonnaise and, lo, potato salad.
This I served with a good slice of pot roast silverside removed from the freezer the night before and left to defrost.
Along with this, I served iceberg lettuce, tomatoes, spring onions and cucumber.
This evening I served the same meal, accompanied by a glass of Fleurie.
There is a story to go with the Fleurie. I was ordering a case of wine, unusually choosing bottles rather than taking a pre-mixed case and thought the Fleurie was a very good price, so I ordered 3 bottles.
No wonder the price was good. The "bottles" were half bottles.
Never mind, the wine tasted very good.
I mentioned before that TBSITW gave me some Molton Brown shower gel.
When I came back from the Day Hospital, and went into the bathroom, this wonderful smell greeted me.
At the Day Hospital I am starting to see some real progress. Sadly, so are others and I got a letter today saying that as of next week I shall be going only once a week.
Bet this is the thin end of the wedge...
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I've lost the ability to play Scrabble.
I'm not quite sure how it happened. Although never great at it, I used to be able to come out with a few words I'd be proud of, that'd score a reasonable amount. Now, though, I look at the letters and simply can't see patterns so end up with tragically lame 4 letter words scoring nigh on nothing. Ho hum!
Does the Day Hospital offer an alternative, when time there ends? I guess it's common nowadays that Day Hospitals offer input whilst someone needs NHS hospital care, but when that's not needed through a Day Hospital, in my corner it's routine that social day care's offered in its place.
Actually, I am not looking for an alternative form of day care, but continuing physiotherapy - I know only too well that if not continually prodded along, I become less mobile again, and I should hate that.
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