It is amazing to have so many sunny days on the trot.
I went out this morning to get some rolls and some creme fraiche to go with the rhubarb that I intend cooking later on. I just went to the near by small supermarket and they didn't have any, so I got some Greek style yoghurt instead.
Afterwards I went to the car wash, a very good one not far from here. It is a jet wash (and not a do-it-yourself one). I am proud to say that my car has never had a brush on it. I never used to worry about that sort of thing until I heard the man at the garage who sold me the car saying that he got one back in after the 3 years contract hire, and the driver was so proud that he had the car washed every week.
However you could barely see what colour the car was supposed to be as the brushes had gradually scraped all the paint off.
I reckon a sponge and bucket must be almost as bad as the sponge will drag some of the dirt across the paintwork.
Saturday, 7 June 2008
Friday, 6 June 2008
My Sun Dance...
...although I am certainly not a kid (nor male)!
It is continuing to work, although today has been a bit grey, but still warm.
This morning my new bridge partner came to go over some strategy. It is funny that the more you read the more complicated the whole thing sounds! I think the best thing to do is to play on Monday, then have a post mortem later.
This afternoon I went to the lounge to meet some of the ladies for a cup of tea - especially because I wanted to catch the milkman. He is very good with all us old ladies (and some very much older than me). I recently asked if he could deliver organic milk, and he has been doing so for quite some time, however I found that 4 pints a week was far too much, so I asked if I could have just one 2-pint delivery, so we settled on a Tuesday.
I was polite and let a lady who has a lot of difficulty walking go in front of me.
And she repaid me by buying the last of the lemon sole!
It is continuing to work, although today has been a bit grey, but still warm.
This morning my new bridge partner came to go over some strategy. It is funny that the more you read the more complicated the whole thing sounds! I think the best thing to do is to play on Monday, then have a post mortem later.
This afternoon I went to the lounge to meet some of the ladies for a cup of tea - especially because I wanted to catch the milkman. He is very good with all us old ladies (and some very much older than me). I recently asked if he could deliver organic milk, and he has been doing so for quite some time, however I found that 4 pints a week was far too much, so I asked if I could have just one 2-pint delivery, so we settled on a Tuesday.
I was polite and let a lady who has a lot of difficulty walking go in front of me.
And she repaid me by buying the last of the lemon sole!
Thursday, 5 June 2008
My Wonderful Cleaners
I have two ladies employed by a local cleaning company who visit every week for 1 hour to do my housework.
Housework?
Does that include going to my car to fetch a bag of compost that I was afraid would possibly overblance me if I tried?
And then plant my golden thyme destined to go in a pot already on the patio?
And cleaning the outside of my French windows - not just the glass but all the plastic cross bars and the base and surrounds, even looking to borrow some cotton tips to get in to the difficult corners?
And on another occasion, taking some clothes to the dry cleaners as I was not well at the time?
And taking a parcel to the Post Office to post as "it was on her way home"?
And getting a few things from the baker down the road when I have been unwell?
And changing my bed for me?
All this on top of the usual housework.
I can't sing their praises highly enough.
They came this morning and the whole flat is sparkling.
The weather continues to be warm and summery, so I shall definitely continue to wear my jumper.
Housework?
Does that include going to my car to fetch a bag of compost that I was afraid would possibly overblance me if I tried?
And then plant my golden thyme destined to go in a pot already on the patio?
And cleaning the outside of my French windows - not just the glass but all the plastic cross bars and the base and surrounds, even looking to borrow some cotton tips to get in to the difficult corners?
And on another occasion, taking some clothes to the dry cleaners as I was not well at the time?
And taking a parcel to the Post Office to post as "it was on her way home"?
And getting a few things from the baker down the road when I have been unwell?
And changing my bed for me?
All this on top of the usual housework.
I can't sing their praises highly enough.
They came this morning and the whole flat is sparkling.
The weather continues to be warm and summery, so I shall definitely continue to wear my jumper.
Wednesday, 4 June 2008
Visit to Daughter
Today dawned bright and sunny. Now I always say that daughter does a rain dance for my visit so I decided to wear my jumper and carry my fleece too. This should also keep the weather nice here too, so I hope my neighbours are suitably impressed and grateful.
As you will gather from the above, I went to visit daughter for lunch. We had a pasta salad served with crisp French bread and a fruit drink. We ate lunch in the garden and her younger son was there too
We then went through to the dining room and chatted while she did the ironing. I iron as little as possible, but she irons much more - some of it essential with having a man and 2 sons (one virtually a man, at least in terms of size) to iron for as well, of course, as her smart clothes for work.
After that we again went into the garden for a cup of tea and a biscuit before I set off for home.
When I got here I found the mail inside the door and picked it up. 2 items were obviously just mail shots, but the third one was in a red envelope which looks like the sort of thing to enclose a birthday card or something of that ilk.
So I actually looked at the front before opening it, and I am so glad I did as it was addressed to a gentleman with the same surname as mine. I immediately took it to the appropriate door and the gentleman said it was for him as he had a birthday in a couple of days. I was glad to have that sorted out as there is another gentleman with the same initial and surname as this gentleman. (Keep up there at the back!)
Still the sun is shining.
Long may it last.
As you will gather from the above, I went to visit daughter for lunch. We had a pasta salad served with crisp French bread and a fruit drink. We ate lunch in the garden and her younger son was there too
We then went through to the dining room and chatted while she did the ironing. I iron as little as possible, but she irons much more - some of it essential with having a man and 2 sons (one virtually a man, at least in terms of size) to iron for as well, of course, as her smart clothes for work.
After that we again went into the garden for a cup of tea and a biscuit before I set off for home.
When I got here I found the mail inside the door and picked it up. 2 items were obviously just mail shots, but the third one was in a red envelope which looks like the sort of thing to enclose a birthday card or something of that ilk.
So I actually looked at the front before opening it, and I am so glad I did as it was addressed to a gentleman with the same surname as mine. I immediately took it to the appropriate door and the gentleman said it was for him as he had a birthday in a couple of days. I was glad to have that sorted out as there is another gentleman with the same initial and surname as this gentleman. (Keep up there at the back!)
Still the sun is shining.
Long may it last.
Tuesday, 3 June 2008
Whew!
Up early this morning as I had an appointment with the leech (aka the phlebotomist) as the work up for my appointment next week or so at the vascular clinic. I had to fast for 14 hours for this, so, as you can imagine, my blood sugar was a bit low. Also, as usual when I have to get up early I have a disturbed night.
At any rate off I went clutching 2 slices of shortbread wrapped in kitchen towel to eat in the car after the blood was taken. Interestingly enough someone was shadowing the nurse practitioner this morning - so she learned that not everyone has beautiful easy veins. Brownie points to the nurse practitioner for managing to get it in one go!. On more than one occasion I have been sent home because the phlebotomist could not get any blood after several attempts. I think she came to wave garlic around as I approached.
Then out to the car for the shortbread and off for the physiotherapy exercises. Afterwards I had a tea and scone at the garden centre as usual, then went looking for plant fertiliser and compost (the smallest bag is rather large for me to heave around so it will remain in the boot of the car until some kind person comesto heave it over.)
I also bought (after a lot of searching) a simple selection of 4 plants "for patio pots" and eventually found a golden thyme for the empty pot (empty because I removed the old plant which was in a very sorry state.)
By this time I felt as though I had done more than enough and came in only to be reminded sharply by a guilty conscience that I had to brush the soil/compost off the patio. I have done this.
AND THAT IS DEFINITELY ALL!
At any rate off I went clutching 2 slices of shortbread wrapped in kitchen towel to eat in the car after the blood was taken. Interestingly enough someone was shadowing the nurse practitioner this morning - so she learned that not everyone has beautiful easy veins. Brownie points to the nurse practitioner for managing to get it in one go!. On more than one occasion I have been sent home because the phlebotomist could not get any blood after several attempts. I think she came to wave garlic around as I approached.
Then out to the car for the shortbread and off for the physiotherapy exercises. Afterwards I had a tea and scone at the garden centre as usual, then went looking for plant fertiliser and compost (the smallest bag is rather large for me to heave around so it will remain in the boot of the car until some kind person comesto heave it over.)
I also bought (after a lot of searching) a simple selection of 4 plants "for patio pots" and eventually found a golden thyme for the empty pot (empty because I removed the old plant which was in a very sorry state.)
By this time I felt as though I had done more than enough and came in only to be reminded sharply by a guilty conscience that I had to brush the soil/compost off the patio. I have done this.
AND THAT IS DEFINITELY ALL!
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Monday, 2 June 2008
A Busy Day
Well, today started bright and early with a phone call - from the electrician, who said my new hob had arrived. Only a short while after he came and fitted it. I am so pleased to have it. I have said that if it gets damaged again, I shall have to get just an ordinary ceramic hob, but I would seriously miss the induction one. The electrician boiled up a couple of pans of water and could not believe how quickly they heated up. I also told him that I can put a saute pan on the hob for as much as 3 hours and it hasn't boiled dry or stuck. He said he is due to be getting his kitchen done soon - and really wants one like mine!
No sooner had he left than The Best Sister In The World came round and did a lot of work in my little garden, planting out the busy lizzies and removing a large plant that was dying. She weeded the beds and pots and took away one pot that I didn't need. I am going to buy a plant at the big garden centre tomorrow for a nice blue pot which had held lobelia which needed to be planted out. In fact there were 3 plants there, so she has arranged them together but with gaps between them. I gave her her full title above because what she did was over and above the call of duty.
Then off to play bridge. It was a most enjoyable afternoon, but would have been better if I had seen a point or two in my hand! After that, back to have tea with the Scrabble group.
So now it is time to start organising my evening meal.
No sooner had he left than The Best Sister In The World came round and did a lot of work in my little garden, planting out the busy lizzies and removing a large plant that was dying. She weeded the beds and pots and took away one pot that I didn't need. I am going to buy a plant at the big garden centre tomorrow for a nice blue pot which had held lobelia which needed to be planted out. In fact there were 3 plants there, so she has arranged them together but with gaps between them. I gave her her full title above because what she did was over and above the call of duty.
Then off to play bridge. It was a most enjoyable afternoon, but would have been better if I had seen a point or two in my hand! After that, back to have tea with the Scrabble group.
So now it is time to start organising my evening meal.
Labels:
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hob,
induction hob,
TBSITW
Sunday, 1 June 2008
Boys Brigade..
Today we celebrated 75 years of the Company of the Boys' Brigade attached to our Church. It was a splendid, uplifting service at which the colours were presented and the collection went to the Boys' Brigade band. The anthem was Handel's Zadoc the Priest (you know, the one that is always played at coronations), the collection was for the BB band and afterwards there was a march past.
Coincidentally, one grandson is in the BB (but not, of course, here) and was recently at BB band camp - and seemingly had a grand time. He plays, amongst other instruments, the guitar. I have been somewhat subversive, as grandmothers are allowed to be, and have encouraged him into a love of Pink Floyd. As you can imagine, "We don't need no educashun..." from 'The Wall' went down a treat.
Today, I put on summer clothes, and of course, put a jinx on the weather. What was worse was that I forgot how cold the Church gets! The weather is still reasonably mild, but there is no sun, so now I have changed back into a jumper and think it will be hot soup for lunch (when I had planned on having it chilled.
Coincidentally, one grandson is in the BB (but not, of course, here) and was recently at BB band camp - and seemingly had a grand time. He plays, amongst other instruments, the guitar. I have been somewhat subversive, as grandmothers are allowed to be, and have encouraged him into a love of Pink Floyd. As you can imagine, "We don't need no educashun..." from 'The Wall' went down a treat.
Today, I put on summer clothes, and of course, put a jinx on the weather. What was worse was that I forgot how cold the Church gets! The weather is still reasonably mild, but there is no sun, so now I have changed back into a jumper and think it will be hot soup for lunch (when I had planned on having it chilled.
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Church,
Handel,
Pink Floyd,
The Wall,
Zadoc the Priest
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