Farmers Market with TBSITW - and after

I can't remember much about what I did on Friday This may turn out to be significant. What I particularly remember is going to bed and having a wonderful night's sleep, getting up, showering, getting dressed and finding out it was 11.30 pm!!!!! After that I crawled back into bed.

On Saturday morning I felt better but did not have a shower as I felt too tired.

Later on Saturday morning TBSITW came round and took me to the Farmers Market. I didn't buy much, but I always like to look round. We then went on to Asda and got some shopping. You may not remember that my kind neighbours left some marshmallows, so I bought Thornton's toffees and Rice Krispies. This is to make these wonderful krispie cakes.

We came home and had cheese scone (me) and carrot cake TBSITW) and had a good blether. TBSITW sorted out some things on my laptop for me.

The BEST thing was that she brought me a gift of Molton Brown's Naran ji room spray. Now she knows how much I like Naran ji. I bought her liquid soap and hand cream for Christmas, and - as you do - bought some for myself at the same time.

After she left I felt rather tired and sat down.

Later, I got up to make a cup of tea, and managed to have yet another fall, once again onto my sit-upon. Unlike the other day, I could not get up onto my hands and knees and certainly not up to stand.

This is becoming a bit boring and repetitive, isn't it?

A lovely lady from the County Falls Response Service came and got me up using her wonderful machine.

Still not feeling great so I fell, once more, into bed. A bit of a disturbed night, and did not feel up to having a shower, but I have had a cup of tea and 2 cheese scones.

There is something of an irony about all these falls. The Day Hospital was trying to persuade me to get these special pants with inserts to protect the hips. Two things were off putting: I have never fallen on that part of my anatomy - face, head, shoulder, arm, back, knees, tail end and the other is that the pants are terribly reminiscent of incontinence pants. If they want to protect me from injury from falling, they will have to dress me up as the Michelin man, or put me in a padded cell. I would not mind the latter too much - as long as I could have access to plenty of books!

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Now all my decorations are in place and the lights are on; I also have the light on the coal-effect fire on as that adds to the festive feel.



My only visitor was the daughter of the gentleman who owns the paper shop. She is really charming and chatty. She commented on my Christmas decorations, and I said that, of course, this was not a festival of theirs. She replied that no, their festival, Eid, was earlier on but that they tend to end up with two celebrations as the shop is closed for Christmas and New Year (no newspapers) and she too is to be off work.



She told me that her father has been unwell with a flu-type illness and so she has been helping in the shop after her work, so she will be very glad of the break as she is rather tired. I sent my best wishes to her father and told her that I had described him as a perfect gentleman. She laughed and said that he could be a bit grumpy!



This afternoon I made rice krispie cakes and my arm is rather sore from the stirring. They smell delicious and I hope I can wait until they are cold to put them away in boxes.