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Hypnotised by Joey & Given The Bird, by The Bird.

Sunday 20th
Well I got the blog out on time last night and even caught up with my mail before bed at 12.15 am. Lights out at 12.35 am after just a chapter of my book. I even got a lie-in compared to the rest of the week as I didn’t get up until 3.52 am. I paid a visit to the Piddle Palace then came back to make a start on the overnight mail. I was surprised that it wasn’t as heavy a traffic as I’d expected. I was up to date by 5.40 am then promptly fell asleep over the desk, waking at 5.51 am with a crick in my back and my neck. If I’d had warning I could have sat in my chair. I took the new antibiotic then went through to take my morning meds and make a coffee.

I brought the coffee back and found a few more messages had come through. I cleared them then opened my talktalk box and started again. By 7.35 am I was temporarily clear yet again and decided to go sit with Joey and open his cage door. It should be light enough for him to come out now. I opened his door while he stuck his head behind his mirror so I couldn’t see him. I sat down but he didn’t make a move, despite me talking to him…..or maybe because I talked to him. However it did work like a charm on Mike who came through about 8.30 am. My eyes were on their way out, (I think the batteries meed changing) so he had to make his own coffee. When he sat down with it I was fully awake but only for ten seconds then the eyes went again. When he had to nip to the loo, my eyes closed and stayed there until Mike returned. At 9.30 am I forced myself to be alert and went to get dressed.Mike did the flowers and then went to his room to get dressed. At 10.00 am we were on out way to a filling breakfast. I daren’t say how much I had but let’s just guess that it involved half a pig and a loaf of fried bread and toast. Breakfast in The Bells is a treat. Bacon, sausage,fried bread,those horrible potato things in a triangle, fried bread, beans, tomatoes, fried eggs and scrambled eggs. For those who can’t do without there’s even chips. Then as much toast as you want with either jam or marmalade and butter or margerine. Excellent.

Once out of there at 11.10 pm Mike ran me to Holywell to look at Lidl. I got some strawberries and cream for my tea. He brought me home again and at 12.00 pm left to meet with his dad’s doctor. I attacked my mail until 2.00 pm then went through to sit with Joey. I watched garbage on the TV even though Joey wanted wildlife programmes. I had to assert myself before he’s brave enough to land on me and thinks I'[m a pushover. Then late in the afternoon I watched Lewis, an episode I hadn’t seen. While I was there I had some strawberries and cream for tea. I was disappointed there was so much wastage in the strawberries that hadn’t looked bad in the punnet. Joey didn’t accept an invitation to join me which was a shame as I could have eaten less. At 7.00 pm I came back to my mail for a couple of hours and then had a last two hours with Joey who spoke all the way through a film,  before starting on the blog which is mercifully short today.

Monday 21st.

It was a night of two halves. Lights off about 12.45 am after a read but awake again at 1.58 am and uncomfortable. I knew I wanted more sleep and had to try in my chair in the lounge. It turned out I tried Mike’s chair so I could put my feet on the table. I slept. It was 4.09 am before I got up. My feet weren’t on the table anymore and I’d sent nothing crashing to the floor so I was already on a plus, but I must have managed 3 hours sleep so that was a definite plus. So, a trip to the loo then powering the computer up. I started in gmail where I caught some more nice comments on the blog.Once that was cleared I took my meds, had breakfast, put the washing machine on then brought my coffee back so I could take an antibiotic and then start on my talktalk mail. By 7.20 am I was clear again and went to do an inner eyelid inspection until just about 8.00 am. I had to try and coax Joey out of his cage to do a mass clean up and do fresh food/water before Val the warden appears later.

Joey didn’t make any effort to help me until 9.05 am when he shot out of his cage and did a lap of honour squawking all the way. Once he’d settled on the mirror for his usual argument with the other ‘occupant’ I was able to start cleaning the cage and replacing his floor of sandpaper. He doesn’t help by flying off in panic the minute my arms approach the cage even though I talk softly to him. In case there are ladies present I shan’t reveal what I say though. Once that was done and his food and water seen to I could back off. He’s totally unconcerned about that of course and just continues leaving horrible marks on the mirror from where he tries to do a Glasgow Kiss on the other bird. I’m sure he has brain damage now. I should have covered that mirror the day he arrived. At 10.00 am I started watching Homes Under The Hammer but was soon distracted with the arrival of the postman. One I haven’t seen before. He brought a book I won in a competition by my friend (and author) Pamela S Wight, the book is called The Right Wrong Man.  http://goo.gl/XwW3oB  I’m quite looking forward to reading it. I also had another book which I’d ordered from ebay for Yvonne and a Christmas gift for one of my great nieces. Things are going quite well in that direction. There was also a letter about claiming my pension which made me realise how close I am to that age.

At 11.00 am I returned to work and was doing well with my messages when the doorbell went. It was Val who went to the lounge to say good morning to Joey and to chat to me. She was there about twenty minutes and once happy all was well she went on her way with some thank-you chocolates. I had time to return to the messages before lunch. I watched Bargain Hunt and yes,I managed to stay awake for the end, though I did then allow myself a short nap for forty minutes before coming back here to make an effort to keep pace with mail. That wasn’t too difficult today. I stayed here until almost 4.30 pm when I went to start my evening viewing. I had to be prompt tonight as there was an important item coming up on ebay. At 6.30 pm I was back in my bedroom with half an hour to spare. I prepared my top bid, ready to pounce at the ten second mark. Then I got distracted and missed the damned thing but it went for almost double it’s real value and I wasn’t bidding that much. I’d put about 8 items in my basket to think about and suddenly decided to pay for them. Ouch, and then there was another item due at 8.30 pm and I sat for twenty minutes not taking my eyes off the screen just in case. I was not successful but I haven’t given up hope and I do have time.

At 9.00 pm I went through to watch DIY SOS. It was an old one and we weren’t very far in before my eyes blurred (Lousy TV). It was in Wales and way up in the hills in the worst snow in and temperature in years. Locals were struggling to get out of their villages to go and give a hand but one father and two sons drove from Leicester to give their time. As always it was amazing  and a true picture of what people are willing to do  to help those in need. There is still hope for humanity. At 10.00 pm I turned off and said goodnight to Joey, promising to see him in the morning. Here’s hoping I do. It’s my Chester day tomorrow and I’m really not looking forward to the travelling.  I’ve been shaky for a couple of days. I had a look to see if there was anything more on ebay tonight but there wasn’t. I think it might be an idea if I held back now until all the stuff I’ve ordered is here, allocate it and see who is missing before I carry on. That meant I could concentrate on the blog and if time permits on the rest of the mail too.

Tuesday 22nd.

I turned the light off early at midnight because I was so tired. Next thing I know I’m awake and it’s 1.05 am. I didn’t want to get up so paid a visit to the loo then had a cigarette before trying again at 1.16 am. It worked, off I went again until I woke again at 3.07 am and the same tricks weren’t going to work.  I still tried though. The visit to the Piddle Palace yielded little and so I just enjoyed a cigarette before turning the computer on. Once logged on I started on my mail which took until 4.22 am then the talktalk box which took me to 5.11 am. Since this was a little early for my antibiotic and I didn’t want breakfast yet,I was forced to search on ebay again. I had some luck there this morning with some smaller gifts, at this rate I’ll soon be left with just Yvonne and Ugo to puzzle over. After breakfast I returned to my room coffee in hand to check on incoming mail. By 7.20 am I was clear ready to go and catch my bus.

I reached the bus stop without breaking the picture frames I was carrying but it was more luck than judgement. When I got on the bus I tucked the bag in at the side of my leg, placed my chin on the arm grip of my crutches and let myself drift off. The journey was short and no-one tried to talk to me except Howard the driver. Yvonne and Reuben were waiting on the bench when the bus arrived. Once the hellos were out of the way and I was enjoying a post journey cigarette there was a short discussion about where to go. Since Yvonne needed a few things from a Supermarket we decided to have breakfast either in the Supermarket or a little cafe next door. We ended up at the one in store which is a Costa. After we finished I asked if it was possible to get to a shop I like going a different way. Yvonne was sure we could and so we tried. Sure enough we could. It’s a great gift shop full of Chinese/Japanese furniture , plates etc plus some very pretty and unusual gifts. I made a mistake in buying  2 giant candles as gifts and invited both a hernia and a heart attack. Lucky for me Reuben was walking at that time so his buggy bore the weight. We spent our time mooching until finally it was time for my bus.They walked me to the bus stop and since there had been intermittent rain I told them not to wait.

Getting off the bus at home was fun as it’s quite a way to my house. I hadn’t been to the loo in Chester and was getting close to desperate. Dragging half a ton of candle with me meant I couldn’t move at speed and there was no chance I was calling at Pauline’s. I made it home, dropped my bags, threw my crutches away like a Lazarus and shot into the loo. Only after I came out could I store my sticks, get my coat and gloves off, put the candles away and then say hello to Joey. I opened his cage but he didn’t seem to want to come out just then. I had to leave him to it and head for the computer. I worked almost continuously until 4.30 pm when I could put the TV on for my Antiques Road Trip. Joey came out then and made as much noise as he could and believe me that’s a lot. I’d won a few more things on ebay during the afternoon and apart from nipping back at 5.30 pm and 6.15 pm I stayed away until 7.00 pm. I came back and worked until 9.00 pm and then went to watch a film, one of the Superhero ones from the comics of my childhood. Only it wasn’t. I remember Green Lantern and Green Arrow but not Green Hornet. I’m glad too as it might have put me off reading. I gave the film a fair go at an hour and a half but by then I had no nerves left for it to grate on. Truly abominable. Ah well, it gave me chance to come through at 10.30 pm to do the blog. I’m grateful for that.

Reuben with his daytime TV friends.

Reuben with his daytime TV friends.

Who's chasing whom?

Who’s chasing whom?

Wednesday 23rd.

My light went off about 1.00 am last night and it didn’t take long to drop off. This morning I got up at…………5.02 am…… Ta da! A wonderful, beautiful unbroken sleep. I didn’t even get up to go to the loo. There are signs I should have (Joke honestly).  I did nip along there a bit sharply once I was up though. It’s been a while since I hovered around the four hour mark and I like it. I opened my talktalk and was in the clear at 5.51 am which was almost perfect timing to go get my meds and some breakfast. I note on the calendar that today is the first day of Autumn. The nights are really drawing in now and according to the shops the Christmas countdown seems to have begun.         After breakfast I took my coffee back to start on my gmail. There were more in both boxes so I worked till they were clear.At 8.00 am I went and opened Joey’s cage and sit with him for a while. I don’t know how it happened unless the little burger hypnotised me but my eyes went. When I woke and looked at the time it was almost 9.20 am. I got sorted and dressed and left to go to Pauline’s. I wasn’t out too long but it was close to 10.00 am when I was back.

After putting the shopping away I went to watch my Homes Under the Hammer. Of course this was the time Joey decided to do a vocal test going from squawk to screech over about the first 20 minutes of the programme. He didn’t even shut up when I spoke to him. Part way through I notice he had no millet so I tried offering that. I noticed there was still plenty on the spray on the cage floor after Mike put some in on Saturday. I carefully put my arm in the cage and picked the millet up, as Joey was flying round the cage like a demented pilot I put the millet back on it’s stand and removed my arm. Joey came out. I’d just settled in my chair hen the doorbell went. It was the postie with four parcels for me. Brilliant. The programme wasn’t getting the attention it deserved but I was having my Christmas early opening parcels. Everything was fine so the minute the programme was over at 11.00 am I came through to leave feedback. One parcel contained 3 items and all were delightful. I carried on there with incoming messages until midday then went for lunch. Corned beef hash today. Very tasty. Of course Bargain Hunt was on while I ate and I managed to stay awake today. After washing up I went back to work. I’d just sat down when the doorbell went again. To be honest I thought it was the window cleaner collecting his money but no, it was delivery of another two parcels. It’s getting to be a very exciting day.

After placing the parcel with the growing Christmas pile I returned to work, needing to have clear mailboxes before Dil comes for games tonight. Wen we finish it’s always hard to cope with the mail and the blog and expect to get to bed too. I was clear before 4.00 pm when I knocked off. I’d have been out sooner if the siren song of ebay hadn’t been heard. Not that I had much luck, I ended up crashing on the rocks today. Dilwyn arrived at 4.30 pm just in time for the Road Trip, he was glad it wasn’t the same dealer as last week so he didn’t have to hear the hissing every time he came on screen again. I bet each one of us must have known someone who makes our skin crawl at some time or other. Tonight both experts were really nice, as they always are, and a pleasure to watch. They both did very well.                                                                             Next up was our quiz where we did very well answering questions tonight though when sports come up all you get from me is a blank face. When 6.00 pm came it was time to get the table out and start playing. The Yahtzee went well and I ended up 4-2 ahead. Sometimes when it’s a draw we carry on for another game but Dil suggested it tonight as my luck should run out. We carried on and it didn’t. The second game was 3-3 giving me the win overall at 7-5. Out came the Trivial Pursuits and we started on that. We each managed to get the six segments which meant I had to answer a sports question, then we both tried to make our way to the middle.                                                       We both managed to get to the middle twice and had a category and question chosen by the other. Dil unfortunately missed out on his which I chose I managed to get the second one he chose for me. Again he left to go home in high dudgeon. I said he’d be better in a car.

After a quick tidy up and a wash of the pots I took my meds and came through to start on the accumulated mail. I’d done by 10.30 pm and was able to deal with the blog. I must have been quick tonight as it’s almost 11.30 pm and I’m almost ready to go to bed. No more mail tonight.

Start of the masterpiece.

Start of the masterpiece.

Glee.

Glee.

p.s. Reuben is aboard the rocking donkey I got for his birthday. If you squeeze the ear, it makes donkey noises, hence the smile.

Thursday 24th.

I was in bed before midnight and with light off at just a minute to the witching hour. I’m sure sleep came fairly quickly.. I woke this morning at 2.58 am so had another good night in comparison to some. After lolloping to the loo and back I powered up the computer and signed in. My first job was to check my bank account to see if the DWP have repaid me the £55.50 they acknowledge owing me and which they said they’d pay me as soon as possible. It’s been 7 weeks since they wrote to confirm that. It strikes me that ‘as soon as possible’ is a very flexible phrase. It’s not as though they have to save up to pay me is it? Next job was to check my pension had gone in OK (it had) then I could concentrate on mail. My talktalk account came first and I was clear by 4.10 am and able to head to my gmail which I cleared by 5.00 am. Obviously the mail was still coming in but I was trying to catch it as it did  and not let it accumulate. Also I was trying to use ebay to generate ideas for gifts but it’s very hard as you have to have an idea in the first place to stick in the search box. I recommend you look in Wholesale and Job lots and also everything else, you might have a laugh, especially with the latter.

At 6.00 am I took my morning meds and had breakfast, remind me I need more butter this weekend please. It was too early to open the cage for Joey annd since I’d left the power to the TV on last night I decided to watch Third Rock From The Sun. Eventually it was light enough to let Joey fly about so I opened the cage door and stood chatting to him for a few minutes. He kept his back to me and didn’t respond until with a shrug I shut up. He turned towards me, stood perched on one leg and I swear with the other he flipped me the bird. He’s so uncouth, in fact I bet he never even had any couth. As I backed off he flew out of the cage at speed, did a circuit of the room going very carefully round all obstacles and then did a stop in midair turned 90 degrees and went straight back into his cage. I took my empty coffee cup back to the kitchen and came back to my room to work. I stayed there until 10.00 am, mostly in shock at being flipped and then went back to see Homes Under the Hammer. This time he was glad to see me and wanted some attention. But, as there are no adverts I just gave him the occasional Best Boy, Joey, Joey Joey and concentrated on the programme. He took to nattering loudly with the occasional whistle, or flying circuits of the room and waiting to be told what a clever boy he is. He’s an aeronautical miracle but I wasn’t going to tell him so. Maybe I will the day he lands on me. The postman came and delivered parcels galore , even he was surprised when one more kept coming out of his bag. I had a great time opening them and listing them to leave feedback, I was missing my programme though. One parcel I’ve been expecting still hasn’t come though and I wonder if it’s at the bottom of a postman’s sack somewhere or maybe the custom’s office have stopped it for checking. I want no more bills off them.

At 11.00 am I returned to my battle with the mail and remained there until 12.00 pm. For lunch I had steak in red wine sauce with chips which I enjoyed very much. I stayed awake until after Bargain Hunt, I must have washed my pots at some stage then sat down again. From there it’s all a blank until 1.55 pm. I must have woken up but not even been aware I’d been to sleep.It was like I’d just lost almost an hour. I think Joey is related to Mesmer. Maybe a reincarnation. The post kept me busy until 15.50 pm then I went onto ebay until 4.30 pm when I went to watch the Road Trip. I just stayed there until 6.00 pm. Work called for a while but here wasn’t too much so I was able to disappear again to watch an underground exploration at 7.00 pm for an hour and then at 9.00 pm a fascinating Who Do You Think You Are. A BBC correspondent, injured by a shooting in Saudi Arabia wanted to try and verify some family tales about having come over with the Normans Invasion. He picked up some information on amazing individuals until he reached the point where he was given proof that his family didn’t come over with the Normans Invasion, they were the Norman Invasion.His direct ancestor was William I and the next 7 of his ancestors were Kings too.

At this point I was waiting for Michael to arrive and was starting to get worried. At 10.30 pm I’d remembered to take my meds and as I didn’t want more TV I had the equivalent which was another session on Ebay then at 10.45 pm I started the blog. I was doing quite well too. Mike arrived at 10.55 pm and I had to break away to do the coffee. We had to chat of course about how his week has been which seems to have been very frustrating with messages about his Dad in hospital. I came back to the bedroom at 11.40 pm and Mike followed me to put some cream on my legs, it was either that option or the one where he breaks my wrists so I can’t scratch. Hard decision but I opted for the cream.  I chose to point out some gurgle jugs on ebay then which lasted until 12.20 pm when he left to go to bed and I was able to continue with the blog. Just don’t blame me if I was too tired to make any sense.

Friday 25th.

So I was a little late getting to bed this morning. By the time I’d read one substantial chapter I was ready to go to sleep. I turned the light off at 1.20 am. This morning I didn’t get up until 5.39 am, another 4 hour night. Things are looking up. By the time I’d done the loo Olympics and come back it was getting on for 6.00 am. All I did was power up the computer and then go straight to the kitchen to take my meds and an antibiotic (last day) because of course I have to do my drugs for the week on a Friday morning. I didn’t have breakfast so returned to my room at 6.30 am ready to do battle. Battle was short lived and at 7.45 am I emerged the victor and headed to the lounge to release Joey. I sat and talked to him but he didn’t seem interested in coming out. I get the impression he’s not a morning person budgie. Eventually I gave up and went to get dressed and at 9.00 am I took a walk to Pauline’s for my lottery tickets. She made a mistake today and put an extra one on so I kept it in the hope it’s a lucky one. I’d been back in the hose a few minutes and just settled at the computer hoping to pick off the stragglers from my last battle when I heard Mike’s phone go off. Since I can’t be blamed for waking him at 9.15 am I went to make him a coffee. It sounds like his Dad is ready to go home.

At 10.00 am I went to watch Homes Under the Hammer and Mike got ready to disappear. As he was going the postman arrived with four more parcels. This is proving to be easier than I thought. More expensive but much easier. I still have the fun of choosing too. By the time I’d done all I needed to do it was time to knock off for lunch. I peeled some sweet potatoes then put the sausages under the grill. I remembered to take my pre-foodie tablet but had to dash back to my room for an antibiotic as well. Next the potatoes went in the micro for 7 minutes. When I mashed the potatoes the sausages were almost done. I bunged some baked beans in the micro, dished up the potatoes and sausages then added the beans and a piece of bread and butter. I was ready and so was my meal. Beautifully timed, Bargain Hunt was just starting. Just to prove I managed to stay awake till the bitter end, one team took home £170 and the other team £270. I washed my pots and to save me allowing my fluttering eyelids to come to a rest I returned to the computer. My treat, messages from Australia ! A constant battle in one upmanship on the sarcastic front (which I rarely win) is a real joy.

Things seemed a little slow today so at 3.00 pm I went to sit back in the lounge with Escape To The Country and a natter with Joey. I turned the TV on and that was the last thing I remember until 5.00 pm. So not a happy bunny. I had to dash back to my room and start on the mail, missing my usual quiz but I managed to catch the 6.30 pm Eggheads before going for a shower. Coming squeeky clean out of the bathroom I was in time for a sandwich and Question of Sport followed by Mastermind. I had a message to say Mike was on his way back so I went and caught up on the mail, growled when I realised I’d missed another ebay moment, then went to get Mike’s mug ready for his return. I started watching a comedy called Not Going Out  which makes me smile only because you tend to know what line is coming next all the time. Mike came back while it was still on. I made his drink and w talked about his Dad. He’s still in hospital and they’re arranging for him to go to a home for two weeks convalescence with a view to staying in a home permanently. Mike and I have often said this is what he needs but Mike is fighting with the promise he made to his Dad never to make him go in a home. He wants his independence. There’s a lot of guilt attached to the breaking of the promise even though it’s for the best possible outcome. Other times we’ve maintained he’s OK on his own because of the care workers 4 times a day and the new flat being sheltered accommodation. It’s a very hard decision.

At 10.00 pm I took my meds and came through to do the blog and to get to gripes with the mail that’s come in since I was last here. A body blow that I started winning something with a 10 second nip only to find I lost it by £1 to some terrible person who did a 5 second nip. You just can’t trust anyone can you? It’s going to be an early night.

Saturday 26th.

Well I got my early night and was in bed for 11.30 pm. I put my light out at 12.15 am and settled to sleep, it was soon coming. So was getting up time since at 2.01 am I was awake again. I paid a visit to the loo and came back to power up the computer. After signing in I checked and dealt with the talktalk mail then the gmail. That took me until 3.45 am when I decided to have a quick look at ebay. The quick look turned into a slow look as more ideas came. It was almost 5.00 am before I could tear myself away. I had to clear a few more emails before I could go and have some breakfast and take my meds. It reminded me if I’m going to keep having toast for breakfast I’d better get a huge family size butter. I prepared Mike’s mug then took my coffee back to the computer. When I heard his alarm go off at 6.30 am I made his drink and took it through. I got the usual grunt when I said it was there but no movement. It was only when the alarm went off the second time his twinkle toes beat a path to the lounge where he promptly fell asleep in his chair. I reminded him not to forget his coffee. Grunt. It stands at 2 A and 2 C by my reckoning despite the fact he left his actual bed before the second C. I went to get dressed.

We still managed to leave the house by 7.25 am only it was a very confusing journey. After a conversation yesterday I thought we were going to Morrison’s. Mike went past the exit road so I just said “Changed your mind”? At the next exit he sot off and started backtracking and I suggested he remembered the plans. All I’d been going to get differently from ASDA was my butter on a special. The car was turned again and off we shot towards ASDA. A bloody Mystical Magery Tour. I did the bulk of the shopping in ASDA then we diverted to get loo rolls from another Supermarket, mini jams/marmalade from a further shop and then on to Morrison’s for the one item I actually wanted from there but could have done without. Finally we made it to Flint and Temptations. We were partly served by Kyle who knows what we have and partly by a new face who turned out to be a new Manageress. Ceri wasn’t in. We handed over the chocolates to Kyle and had our drinks and Mike’s teasted toecake then left. Next we went to Prestatyn to the jewellers which was closed last week. Very handy as there was another shop I wanted too. Then to lunch at the CookHouse where we both struggled to finish today after being given pieces of meat as thick as door stops. Lovely, but soooo filling. I managed a trip round the £ Shop and then we came home.

After unpacking the shopping and putting it away I opened two parcels left with Bert while we were out. My missing item is here YAY!  I came through to start on the post while Mike stayed to watch his precious football team play. So far I’ve heard I think three shouts of ‘YES‘ which seemed to indicate they were winning. I later found my guess was correct. Most of the street found out my guess was correct when they finally worked out where the racket was coming from. I went through to join Mike at 5.25 pm when the football was over and stayed there for the evening, enjoying the cakes that are our Saturday treat and me trying to convince Mike that the rhubarb crumble is unfortunately not available for eating tonight as it’s for Monday, meaning  5 minutes after he’s gone on Sunday afternoon. I had to give up on all the fun at 9.00 pm and come to deal with the mail that’s piling up and also the blog. It needs to be ready for the midnight despatch.

I wish you all a Wonderful New Week with Hugs and Dreams come true.

Alien Reuben.

Alien Reuben.

 

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Full English in Chester & The Half Day Holiday.

Sunday 13th Sept 2015.

I know I woke at about 3.00 am but I screwed up my eyes convinced there was more to come. There was. The second awakening came at an amazing 5.54 am. That’s a night of almost 5 hours. Before even touching the computer I went to take my drugs and make myself a coffee to bring back. Only then did I power up and log on. I worked continuously until 8.10 am when I heard Mike’s phone go, and him answer it, I couldn’t hear his conversation of course but knew the news wouldn’t be good. I went through and made him a coffee. As I was stirring it he came through himself and carried it to his chair. The news was his Dad had fallen and hurt his back and an ambulance had been called.
When he’d woken a bit he rang the carers back and found the ambulance had just arrived and were taking his Dad away. From there it’s generally a waiting game for the hospital to get in touch and say what they’re doing. Sometimes he has to dash to pick his Dad up to take him home and sometimes it’s a slightly more leisurely route of going to visit him today then staying another night here so he can pick him up tomorrow. Generally there’s no major injuries as luck would have it. Both Mike and I fell asleep in our chairs before 9.00 am. I was back up and working before 10.00 am and Mike followed me into wakefulness at 10.40 am.
I struggled to finish the gmail post to get at the talktalk but was up to date by 11.00 am on both. I knew it wouldn’t last long but it felt nice for the moment. At 11.00 am we found out Mike’s Dad was being kept in at least overnight so Mike is staying here another night and was gleeful in pointing out he could now help me with my lemon meringue. I told you it was a bad day.

Chunnering at my bad luck I went back to work for a while and Mike went to get washed and dressed. My mail is coming in thick and fast this morning. Some extremely funny stuff has graced my screen. At noon we were on our way. I was going to need some shopping afterwards so we went to the CookHouse in Prestatyn again. We fed our faces and relished every morsel then headed for one of the local shops to pick up a bottle bag. Somehow or other the basket was filled while we were there so it was just as well the car was close by. I wanted a peep in one more shop at the other end of town before we left so we drove up there and looked around, more importantly picked up a brochure showing what else was due in. Then in an unusual turn of events we drove home. I left Mike watching the TV (dozing) while I came and started work. Such a lot again, it started as 54 then added 45 then added 62. It was gone 6.00 pm before I could get back to the lounge. I shared out the lemon meringue (grudgingly) then watched TV until 8.00 pm except for changing Joey’s millet and seed bell and earning a telling off. At 8.00 pm I came back to face the next batch which kept me occupied until almost 9.30 pm- tablet time.

I needed another little break before coming back to do the blog so started watching one of those pathology type mysteries that are prevalent now. It’s quite good but I keep forgetting it’s not an hour’s episode as with others but 2 hours. I was devastated when I had to leave half way through and then rely on Mike to let me know what happened. Still, it meant I had time for the blog and to catch up. It’s a Chester day tomorrow as Yvonne is seeing the midwife on Tuesday. I need to get the numbers down as much as possible before I go out so it may be an early morning. It’ll have to be an early night tonight.

Bright as a button.

Bright as a button.

And twice a s sweet.

And twice as sweet.

Monday 14th.

I was reminded today that a good friend had reviewed two of my books during July and Oct of 2013. Not my best year so maybe I can be forgiven for letting it slip my memory. I’d like to share  one of them with you now though as it’s the kind of review authors dream about. I hope it’s not too late to say Thank you again Ella. Hugs.

I couldn’t resist Memoirs of a Superior, the latest book by Lord David Prosser.

“I like cats. I like cat stories. After reading Memoirs of a Superior I now like books written by cats. Oh yes, I know it was written by a human, a very talented human… but indulge me, if you suspend boring real world limits about such things Memoirs of a Superior could have been written by Oscar tapping away the keyboard with furry paws… That’s what I choose to believe.”                                                                                                                                                                                                         https://elladeewords.wordpress.com/2013/10/15/nifty-thrifty/#more-2686

I turned the light off last night before 1.00 am but sleep didn’t come easy despite me thinking I was tired. I ended up sleeping on my left side which I never do. I wonder if it’s related to my Sunday morning lie-in? This morning was 3.50 am so not too bad but it certainly doesn’t compare to 5.54 am. I made a trip to the loo and them powered up the computer on my return and signed in. I worked on my mail until 5.30 am then took a break to get my meds and a coffee. I needed the meds today as I’m nervous. Mike had decided to come to Chester with me before travelling on to Manchester to see his Dad. That meant I didn’t have to take the bus but it also meant I have to get him up and then motivated and ready to leave the house at 8.00 am.  I was guessing it was a repeat of Saturday mornings but starting half an hour later at 7.00 am. I wasn’t looking forward to it. I called him at 7.00 pm and said it was time to rise and shine. A few minutes later I woke him again to say I’d put his coffee on the table. He moved. All you need is the right motivation. We were actually out of the house at 7.50 am and despite the heavy traffic were in Chester at 8.30 am. I couldn’t tell Yvonne as she thought I was still taking the bus and coming alone. There was a parking space outside the pub I’d arranged to meet at so we parked up and took a walk until Yvonne and Reuben arrived.

They arrived smirking from the wrong direction so Mike was no longer a surprise. We entered the pub and ordered our breakfasts and drinks by which I mean teas and coffees, though at 9.00 am there were men drinking pints already. I had bacon, sausage, egg, beans, tomato, hashbrowns (I give them  away) and toast. This week the eggs were fried. It filled me nicely. Having left there we couldn’t just walk past out favourite shop so we trundled in and checked to see if they had any green jeans in the right size for Mike. I managed to evade Yvonne long enough to get her another big cardigan. Going upstairs Reuben wanted to go via the escalators rather than the lift so Mike had to push the empty pushchair. Coming back down Reuben insisted on coming to push the buttons so Yvonne got the chair back again. We had a wander to the precinct in the Centre of Chester looking for a coat for Reuben, then  a wander round another shop before I had to make my way to the bus stop. Mike made his goodbyes and disappeared to go to Manchester, I got on my bus. Yvonne waved to me but Reuben waved at the bus in general as he couldn’t spot me. I slept most of the way home but luckily woke up in time. I dropped my prescription request off at the chemist then waddled home as quick as I could needing a wee. No stopping at Pauline’s.

When I got through the door I ran for the loo throwing my crutches down in an ‘Isn’t it a miracle, I’m cured’ kind of way. Nothing focuses the mind more than needing the loo but wanting the zip open first.Once I’d come out sighing with mucho relief I came through to see how bad the morning mail was. It was 1.30 pm and I wasn’t able to move from here until 4.30 pm and even then I wasn’t up to date but my programme was on. I quickly put some ebay bids on then went through to the lounge to talk to poor Joey who was so cruelly deserted today. He told me so too. I stayed there until 6.30 pm and Joey was rollocking me the whole time, either that or he was trying to answer quiz questions. At 6.30 pm I found not one single bid had been successful. I need to either rethink my strategy or start offering money instead of sexual favours. I temained sulking but hard at work until 8.00 pm. I went to watch an old NCIS and then a DIY SOS which was excellent. I’m still crying. Back in here at 10.00 pm for the last blast at the mail and to do the blog. I shall get an early night.

Tuesday 15th.

I managed to get to bed a little earlier last night but still read until just gone 1.00 am. It was a bit of a surprise therefore to be awake at 2.38 am. Though I  made my usual pilgrimage and made my offering to St. Loo, it wasn’t my bladder that had woken me. Perhaps the almost an hour I’d managed on the bus coming home from Chester had made the difference to my needs. I’m not trying to offend my bladder and negate it’s influence in my life at this age but in this instance it was not a deciding factor. After  my visit to the porcelain collection bowl I returned to my room to bring the computer to life and make a start on my emails. Given how little time had actually passed since I’d turned the computer off and gone to bed, it was a surprise how many emails there actually were. Not that I was unhappy since my friends are welcome to drop in at any time.One particular friend, Olga Nunez Miret of  https://olganm.wordpress.com has just been to Spain to perform a sad task and was reporting she was back. She’s an excellent writer, a prolific blogger who does many reviews and is one of the nicest people I know.

In case you think I’m a neglectful parent I did go and stick my head in on Joey to make sure he was alright. There was enough ambient light from outside to satisfy myself he hadn’t fallen off his perch so to speak. He didn’t actually move at all so despite the lack of snoring I had to assume he was asleep. After catching up on gmail I headed for talktalk to see what awaited me there. That didn’t take too long so by 4.30 am I was back on ebay. I’d won nothing overnight but I now placed bids on a few items coming up today. I’m really making an effort for Christmas now. At 5.00 am I suddenly decided I was hungry. I went through to put some bread in the toaster then proceeded to take my meds including a pre-foodie tablet. I smoked a cigarette for timing then buttered ( Ju would have said plastered) the toast and enjoyed it. I made a coffee, took my after food tablets and then brought the rest of the drink through. The mail had picked up again so I spent some time clearing that. I was clear by 6.15 am. I walked back to the kitchen with my mug and put the washing machine on. I did a quick wash cycle knowing it would only take 15 minutes. I remembered in 25 minutes and put it on a 3 hour drying cycle. It was the front door curtain that I wanted to get dry and put away since the new one is up and doing a good job.

At 9.50 my postman came bearing gifts, one a belated Grandparents day card from Reuben which carried a picture of us both on the front. The shops seem not to cater for nor advertise Grandparents day in the UK, or at least not in this area. I don’t know how well it’s taken off abroad. The other gift was some earrings I’d ordered last week which had arrived on Saturday while I was out. They were amazingly fast. I like them very much so that’s another Christmas present dealt with.   I made a quick run to Pauline’s to get some bread, put the washing on the airer then sat with Joey  to watch Homes Under the Hammer, I’m not sure how he really feels about it as he squawks during most of it. He could just be expressing an opinion at the state of some of them though. Once that was over I had to dash back here to see how much mail and of course it was back in the fifties again. Nothing was going to stop me having lunch though so I only worked until 11.55 am then promised to finish off after Bargain Hunt was over. I was of course careful not to say how much after Bargain Hunt was over. I had a shepherd’s pie for lunch then a rhubarb yoghurt afterwards. Just so I don’t overdo the fruit I’ll have a chocolate pud at teatime.

As Bargain Hunt finished the neighbours heard the buzz saw again that’s so puzzled them recently. Not too sure where it’s coming from myself but then I didn’t notice as I’d nodded off for my power nap. It lasted for three quarters of an hour and recharged me nicely. It did mean there were plenty of messages waiting for me when I came through though. It took until 4.10 pm to catch up. I wanted to do some in advance but I didn’t know what was coming next. I had a look at ebay and cursed myself for missing so much today, I vowed to do better this evening. Just then I departed the computer and went through ready for my programme and meaning to give Joey an invitation to join me for tea. He refused so I had to eat his too. Shame, it was chocolate again. I stayed in the lounge until 6.30 pm and came back to my desk to see what had transpired. That was easy enough to see, it’s a conspiracy.Someone is watching to see when I leave the room then sending a message out to half the world that now would be a good time to write. I had an hour and a half solidly catching up and managed about half of it. I gave Joey some more company, took my night meds and at 9.30 pm came through for the last time. I did manage to finish up by 10.20 pm and start the blog. Once that’s done I’m off to bed. I forgot ebay again.

Wednesday 16th.

My light was out by 12.15 am but I struggled to get to sleep again.The last time I glanced at the clock it was 12.50 am  Getting up seems to be a lot easier than settling down at the moment. It was 3.12 am and I felt fine. Once the loo visit was done I came back to start the mail. Not too bad overnight at 52 but more came in as I worked.  I finished the first batch at 4.40 am and went to the kitchen for my morning drugs and to have some breakfast. This cafe only seems to serve cold toast but at least they’re not mean with the butter unlike the pub on Monday. Half an hour later I returned to work on the new mail and then my second email account. By 6.20 am I was clear again and back on ebay looking to see if there was something I wanted that might come up before I was due to play games. I wish I could get a better idea in my head of what to buy for the males in the family. And before I reach Christmas I’ve a few birthdays too, including Mike, Muriel and Yvonne. My brain is at stretching point and I think my head might explode before Christmas comes. All that I wanted was due to end after 5.00 pm so I had to decide whether to put early  bids on and hope for the best. I prefer to wait until the last moments if possible and bid in real time. I had all day to make up my mind what to do.

At 7.00 am I went through to see to Joey’s cage and to let him free if he wanted. I kept my distance so he wouldn’t worry but he refused to come out. I turned the TV on to 3rd Rock From The Sun but he waited for Everybody Loves Ray before he came out flying like a lunatic trying to part my hair as he passed by. Once he settled on the mirror I moved in and lifted a water dish and food dish from the cage doors. I washed them out and disposed of the old seed in the bin ( I heard of marijuana growing from seeds thrown in the garden) and refilled them, adding a tonic to the water. No,he doesn’t get the gin to go with it. I  reattached the dishes to the top doors of the cage, job done and he didn’t go into panic mode when I got close. I was able to turn the TV off and return to the bedroom to work till 10.00 am when Homes Under the Hammer started. I half watched that and half watched the window for Darren my postman. I was disappointed when I saw him go past with nothing for me. I was then able to spare an eye for Joey who was sitting on the big mirror talking to himself and leaving a trail of ‘whatever’ across the bottom of the mirror as he moves along tapping his beak and talking to his reflection. The programme which my other eye was watching was really good with fantastic change wrought to the properties bought. Personally I had a headache from the crossed eyes as I’d transferred my left eye from the window to Joey who was on my right. My right eye continued to watch the TV which was on my left. At 11.00 am I was happy to leave my chair and make my way back to the computer.

At midday I broke for lunch a sort of minced beef with dumplings affair. It wasn’t bad and Joey kept looking over and telling me off. I invited him to join me but he still declined. I watched Bargain Hunt to the auction and then you’re not going to believe this, but I nodded off. I was out almost an hour and had to slink back to my desk full of guilt. I worked there until 4.20 pm when I’d typed my fingers down to the last knuckle. I’d just gone through to the lounge when Dil arrived so I made him a cuppa. We sat and watched the Antique Road Trip together and our usual quiz. When 6.00 pm arrived out came the games. As usual we started with Yahtzee which went my way at 5-1 tonight. I didn’t smirk, honestly. Next came trivia and in what seemed like a short game I won. When I reached the middle after winning all my segments, Dil chose to ask me a sports question. Even worse it was a football question. It was a big guess, but the right one. He screamed  “Noooooooo” and scared Joey as well as me. We moved on to cribbage and even there things started well at  2-0 so Dil suggested best of 5. He won the next one and I took the  next giving me a 3-1 victory. Finally we had a game of Crazy 8’s and the card gods were still smiling on me as I only lost one hand. He went home dejected. I washed the pots and tidied up. Joey was out trying to dismantle a picture frame so I turned a small lamp on and turned the main light off as I left the room. I worked on emails until 10.55 pm then checked on Joey, He was back in his cage so I was able to close him up for the night. I had my meds and went back to deal with the blog. It’s close to midnight and I’m ready for bed. Nearly there now.

Thursday 17th.

It was an odd start to the day. I got up at 2.16 am , I knew there was no chance of getting back to sleep just then but was pretty sure some more sleep was on the cards before too long. The best thing to do therefore was to get as much mail done as possible. I finished the gmail ones and turned to ebay which I’d forgotten about last night. Blimey, I’d won three items which meant I was right with that set of gifts now and had a spare too. I turned to my talktalk account and managed to get up to date on those. The next thing I knew was waking up on the keyboard at 5.17 am halfway through a message on gmail again with a small queue building up. So I’ve no idea when I fell asleep or for how long, only that as usual I’d have to hope that half alphabet impressed backwards across my forehead would fade before any visitor came. I hate giving Darren his morning laugh like that. I carried on working until almost 6.00 am then went to take my meds. I decided to have breakfast while I was there so it was 6.30 am before I left the kitchen coffee in hand.  I also  decided this morning to work until 8.00 am only and then take the rest of the morning off. I needed to go to Pauline’s for the lottery, was expecting a parcel and also a drug delivery at  some stage. Plus I needed to do a little housework. Sorry, I should have given you advance warning to sit down then, didn’t hurt yourself did you?

Things almost worked as they were supposed to in that I got to Pauline’s and I managed my housework. But, by 10.30 am I was so wound up about how much work would be coming through I had to come and check. While I was here I might as well catch up, and that took me until 11.35 am when I had to depart to peel my sweet potatoes. I enjoyed my lunch watching Bargain Hunt  and I didn’t nod off at the end. I came through and spent an hour catching up then twiddling my thumbs because there was no more to do. I bought some boxes on ebay  and a book then decided to lay on the bed for a couple of minutes. The moment I lay down the doorbell rang and my missing drugs delivery from this morning arrived so that was that until 4.30 pm when I sat watching the Antiques Road Trip struggling to keep my eyes open.I didn’t succeed. I also slept through the next quiz and the first five minutes of Eggheads. Instead of watching the rest of it, I slunk through here and looked at the waiting mail instead. I stayed put until 8.00 pm then went through to see if Joey was OK because I hadn’t put him in his cage before it got dark. He’d gone in himself so I obviously didn’t credit him with enough brains. Mind you, maybe that’s fair since I saw him fly into his open cage door today and I expected to see him come through the other side like sliced egg. As it happened his speed was so great he actually pushed the door more open and tried to carry on the journey like nothing had happened but I could see the ruffled feathers and faint blush.

When I went through I checked my phone which was on charge (again) and found a text from Mike to say he was on his way. It had come in at 7.00 pm so I knew I could expect him about 9.00 pm. I didn’t think there was much point in going back to work yet so I waited and watched TV. He arrived at 9.05 pm so my guess hadn’t been far out. We sat and chatted about his week and how his Dad is. We sat and chatted a bit more and eventually I  got up and made a sandwich so we could watch and relax. I stayed there until 11.00 pm and came through in a panic to do the blog. Forget the emails this time.

Friday 18th.

Almost 1.00 am light off, 2.09 am wake up. You’d almost think it was Friday 13th. I knew I’d need to sleep again later but for now I was awake. It was too soon to start needing trips to the loo so I signed onto the computer straight away. I dealt with the backlog in my gmail before moving to the talktalk side and starting there. I even put ebay up though I have no bids in at the moment.That took me to 4.40 am so I checked a few things on ebay I was watching ( for Christmas of course ) then at 5.30 am went to take my drugs and do the trays for another week. Time just flies by as it seems only a couple of days ago since I did this task last. It was 6.30 am before I returned to my room with a fresh coffee to find a load more post waiting, shock, horror but it was retweets that didn’t require much bar thanks. I thought I’d better write to Yvonne to remind her I don’t need the doctor before she carries out her threat. I also had to write to a close friend who’d just asked whether Yvonne had managed to see my legs and carried out her threat. Trouble is, I think she was willing Yvonne on and not me though she didn’t say so in so many words. Another close friend accused me of being stoic this week but made it sound like a dirty word as in, STOP being stoic. But I’m not being stoic. I can manage the level of pain and find it’s only the itching that drives me a little batty (short trip) and I can often control that with the substance I have to slather my legs in. I was up to date by 7.30 am again but it didn’t seem light enough to open Joey’s cage doors and it was far too early to wake Mike so I just ran a few searches on ebay till 8.00 am ish.

I opened Joey’s cage but he seemed disinclined to vacate and I wanted to replace the millet and clean his cage out. I’d probably have the same problem with Mike. At 8.30 am I found out when I took a coffee through. But, because I spoke loud ( and often) enough to wake him  he came through to the lounge in about ten minutes. What a result, I bet I won’t equal it tomorrow. I had an answer from Yvonne who sneakily replied that Oops she hadn’t seen my message until after she’d phoned the surgery. That meant I’d be visited by a total stranger which would make me want to hide. The dread hung over me most of the morning and then he went out. I watched my homes under the hammer then came through to catch up. I’d no idea what time this doctor would come and couldn’t risk making my lunch in case he turned up. I watched my Bargain Hunt as usual though. The news came on at 1.00 pm and the doctor arrived about 10 minutes later. What a big chap, like a rugby player. I think he may be Indian and he was charming and gave explanations which helped. Joey came out and swooped. He’d have regretted hitting the brick wall that was the doctor and went back to his cage once he realised. After he’d gone I made my lunch of chips with curry sauce. I thought afterwards, I could have gone to the chippy and bought that with a pie or something. When lunch was over I did a little work then decided to walk up to the chemist and see if they could fill my prescription. They could so I waited while it was done.

I came back and immediately started on my built up post. There were lots to be answered from both accounts. That took me till gone 4.00 pm so I  gave up and moved myself to my chair ready to watch my Road Trip. I must have got no further than the credits before I was fast asleep. I didn’t waken until 70 minutes later at 5.40 pm towards the end of my first quiz. I had to give up the second one once I checked my phone and saw a message from Mike that he was on his way back. I ploughed into work so I’d be free to make him a coffee around 6.30 pm when he arrived. I was just about to go for a shower at 7.00 pm when he turned up and I’d just locked the door. Out of the kindness in my heart I let him in. Well, that and the fact I knew he’d wash my hair. Once I’d had my shower we watched TV for a while and I got an update on his day. I stayed there until after the last episode of Ripper Street then came through to attack the mail again. Mike’s day had obviously been trying when he said he was going to bed at 10.30 pm but he kindly offered to apply the new steroid cream for me knowing there were some difficult places I couldn’t see on my lower back and those I couldn’t reach like my lower legs.. I left the post at 11.00 pm to start the blog and I doubt I’ll get back to it later. It will have to be the morning.

Saturday 19th.

Light off last night at 12.35 am as I didn’t much feel like reading. Yes I know that’s almost criminal but in fairness it had been a long day. I expect today to be just as long since I got up at 2.41 am which even had I fallen asleep very quickly last night gives me 2 hours at best. Still, looking on the bright side at least I had extra time with the post and also with being able to coat my skin in the steroid gunk. I started on the mail as soon as I returned from my first visit to the loo and powered up the computer. One of the first pieces of mail I had was about a distribution firm for Apple trying to encourage more users back to the label by offering the latest i6 phone in the UK for £1 which ends at midnight tonight. I was actually tempted for a few minutes but decided to stay with Virgin and my old phone. There was an ipod shuffle free with each phone and I wouldn’t have minded that.

I was up to date on both mail accounts by 4.50 am and I decided to sit in my chair in the lounge and try for an hours sleep. Well that was a waste of time. At 5.30 am I went through to the kitchen and took my meds, had some breakfast and returned to my desk with a coffee. Not much mail so I had chance to search ebay for the ring Mike is still chasing. At 6.30 am  after his first alarm I took his coffee through and called him. Just to try and penetrate the fog of sleep I asked him to put his glasses on and come see me when his eyes were open. His second alarm was what finally got him up ten minutes later though my message must have got through because he arrived to see what I’d found. When he’d looked he went through to the lounge to exercise his lungs with a cigarette and to have his drink. I carried on working.

We left the house at 7.30 am and headed for the Supermarket. Mike talked of a change and I was happy to fall in with that but when he asked what I’d been going to buy today I said toys and we ended up in the usual supermarket after all. I didn’t actually buy any toys in there but got good ideas.We took a minor detour on the way home and I ended up getting all my Christmas toys in one go. That’s a good chunk of the ladies and now the children taken care of.  It leaves a few ladies and the most difficult of all-The Men. Thinking cap time. Once the food shopping was finished we had a coffee before we set off on our detour. We were a little later than usual in Flint and somebody was unhappy that his usual parking space had gone. But he was soon brightened up with a cup of coffee and a sigh of his favourite girls in Temptations (Sorry Kyle). He had his teasted toecake and a couple of biskwits and he was a happy bunny for five minutes.   I’d remembered to bring an antibiotic out to take at midday and I had a drink in the car so took it while we decided what to do. In the end it was to have lunch in Prestatyn and visit the jeweler we’d gone to 3 weeks ago. We had a lovely lunch and walked up the road to find she was on holiday until later in the month. Ah well, the sun was shining, I picked up a couple of small gifts and then on the way home it was so nice Mike put the top of the car down.

Once we got home and put the shopping away. I ran from Joey’s bollocking and came to work . I asked Mike to change the millet if Joey finally came out of the cage. He said he would, and when I nipped in there a little later he’d managed it. What’s more Joey had shut up. Result! I worked from 3.10 pm to 7.00 pm without a break almost clearing the backlog. To save complaints I stayed with Mike then to watch some TV for company. Trouble was, I got caught up in an old episode of Jonathan Creek  and it reached 10.15 pm almost before I’d noticed it. I eschewed some roast beef sarnies in favour of getting through here to do the blog so I’d be ready for my midnight deadline. I’m going to make it. Where I might have a problem is catching up on the rest of the mail again. Still. Mike won’t be here for lunch tomorrow as he has to go back to Manchester. That means he won’t be nagging  gently reminding me that I shouldn’t work all the time.

 

Have a Wonderful Week everyone, health, wealth and Hugs Galore.

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Friday is the day for new books and guest authors. I always love to have authors who have already featured in my blog come back with new offerings. It warms my heart to see that, however hard the task, we’re all committed to writing and creating new worlds.

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Sunday 6th September 2015.

I read slightly later this morning with my light going out about 1.20 am. I wasn’t expecting to sleep very well as my legs had been itchy enough for me to draw blood scratching. But, I’d put on some of the moisturising cream I have hopefully to cool the legs down. I did sleep solidly however until 4.16 am when I knew it was time to rise and shine. No-one would ever need to worry about being near me in the mornings, I’m not a bear with a sore head type. I wake up quite even tempered. If asked whether I’m a morning or evening person I’d probably say morning but I’m pretty good at the other end of the day too. I wouldn’t have the stamina for all night dancing but could probably give the Scrabble board a run for it’s money. After I’d paid a visit to the loo I came back and powered up the computer.

It was a slow start on comments to the blog but that doesn’t worry me,people have lives to lead after all. There were plenty of likes anyway so there had been visitors.There was still plenty of mail to deal with so I just got on with it. I only worked until 6.00 am before taking a break to take my morning meds, the things that keep me placid for you. I didn’t want breakfast but was ready for my cup of coffee. I took it back to work with me. I was plodding away at things when I heard a sound. Glancing at my watch I found it was 9.15 am and Michael had risen under his own power.I quickly tidied up here and went through to make him a coffee. We sat chatting for quite a while before he started checking his tablet to see if he could find the right stone for the new ring. It was 11.30 am before a decision was made about going out for dinner. Up to that point I thought he might drive to Manchester and have lunch with his sister who flies back tomorrow. When we got in the car I had no idea where we were going, it was only when we passed a certain point I could see we were going to Prestatyn.

We parked up in front of the shops and walked to the pub, The Cookhouse. You’ll be getting the impression we’re impressed with the meals and you’d be right.I lost the argument about who was paying this week and had to give in gracefully. We chose a table and Mike marked it with his hat. He ordered the drinks and brought mine over, his coffee was delivered then we lined up for the carvery. That was good, just one person in front of me. An easy choice when asked, just beef please and yes to Yorkshire, Yes to stuffing and yes to little sausage which I give to Mike. By the time I’d added veg and potatoes to my plate it took 3 of us to carry it back to the table. Mike had 3 meats on his plate , pork, gammon and beef. The meat just melted in my mouth. It was fantastic. After lunch we visited a couple of shops before heading back for the car and home. I needed to get back to work. Mike is staying again tonight as he’s taking his Dad to the doctor’s tomorrow so  I left him in front of the TV doing my job of dozing while I hit the emails. It took from almost 2.30 pm to 6.00 pm to more or less catch up and go through for my own sleep. I had another period of work from 9.00 pm to 10.00 pm then I stayed watching a ‘spook’ programme with Mike till 11.30 pm. I came back to deal with a short blog on an uneventful day, before bed. The mail can wait until tomorrow.

I have a query though which someone will be able to solve for me. In one of the blog comments a friend noted that she blushed when she found out how Nanny Ogg was so named in the Terry Pratchett books. I understood most of his humour and loved his work but that one slipped by me and no amount of thought is bringing me light. What am I missing?

Monday 7th.

I read till 1.00 am last night before turning my light out. Having squeezed the last of the steroid cream out of the tube, at least my legs weren’t driving me mad and I managed to drop off. ( an improvement on being kicked out I suppose). I woke this morning at 4.03 am . I was sort of mid-conversation with my bladder and once we reached the point where it said “I’m leaving and you can’t stop me” I  thought I’d better make a move to the Piddle Palace to let it go. Fully relieved not to be carrying any contentious passengers I returned to my bedroom and powered up the computer. I logged onto gmail and set to working my way through it. Thanks to my laziness of last night there was a fair bit there but not all required a response. I was clear by 6.10 am and went to take my morning meds and make a coffee before continuing. When I returned with my drink  there were 4 more messages waiting. One of them mentioned an upcoming ‘readathon’ and how books to be read are chosen. Some people get their books in an order and read them in the order received while others (like me)decide what to read based on how I feel at that moment. For instance , I may not feel like a steamy romance when I have just finished a book but prefer something light and humorous so that’s what I’ll go for. It may mean that certain books may remain unread in my pile for a long time. It led me to wonder if my books are in someone’s pile waiting to be read also. It also made me wonder, since I know some author friends will also read and comment on books, whether I could request someone read one of mine and perhaps review it on their blog. People have obviously read and reviewed my books but I don’t think I’ve had a book featured on a blog.I realised I’m not good at putting myself forward and might not like to be put in that position myself so quickly dropped the notion. What if someone has read them and out of kindness not blogged them?

I opened my talktalk mailbox and started sifting those. By 7.50 am I was clear there also and decided to see if Joey was ready to come out of his cage. To avoid upsetting him with my hand in his cage yesterday I hung his millet somewhere different. Since I noticed him only eating one part of it now, the part within reach, I’m not sure whether to restore it to the original place or to persevere in the hopes he’ll have the nous to change perch and attack it in the new place. I can’t move it until he comes out. When he did come out it was to enjoy a mad half hour. Flying round the room at different levels, almost coming to a halt in mid-air to change direction and almost dive bombing my hair until I almost had a parting. I haven’t but only because Mike cut my hair last evening and there’s not much left.

I wasn’t sure what time Mike would be leaving today so I took a coffee through and woke him at 9.00 am. As I passed back that way from work at 9.15 am I called to him not to let it go cold. As always, that threat moved him and he trotted through to the lounge. We sat together watching Frasier and then Homes Under the Hammer. Normally I would have returned to work at that point but he showed no inclination to leave. He did get dressed though when I said the warden would be visiting. When Val did come about 11.30 am I said I had visitors, passed over her chocolates and said I’d see her next week. At least I had Mike dressed now. At midday I asked Mike if he wanted some lunch. As he’d had a late breakfast I didn’t know if he would. Anyway he said yes so I set to peeling my sweet potatoes. When done I chopped them up and made ready to put them in the microwave. I laid sausages on some tinfoil on the grill pan of the stove and opened a tin of petit pois. I took my pre-foodie tablet and set the sausages going. After 5 minutes I set the sweet potatoes going too. When time was almost up Mike came to see if I needed a hand so he mashed the spuds and then made some onion gravy. I set the peas going and started to dish up the sausages. Mike dished out the spuds then I did the peas added the gravy and we were ready. It was very nice.

After Bargain Hunt I fell asleep and Mike disappeared quietly. I was only out until 1.45 pm so it wasn’t long but I woke feeling someone should be there even though I knew Mike had gone. It’s strange, but more and more I get the feeling I’m not alone before it hits me that I am. I returned to work as the mail had built up during my skive. I was at it until 4.10 without a break so when I took one, I stayed away a couple of hours again.  I was so annoyed at myself for forgetting some things that were ending on ebay at just gone 5.00 pm. I would have got them and made a start on my Christmas shopping. I ended up staying in the lounge till 8.00 pm after MASH. Joey had gone back in his cage and the aerobatics were over for the day though I was excited with one breakthrough, that Joey had come out and sat on a picture frame on the drawers next to his cage. The first time he’s ever varied his perches.  I turned everything off and returned to work. Apart from a trip to the kitchen at 9.30 pm to get my meds I stayed with the work. At 10.00 pm I seemed to have a lull in proceedings so went straight onto the blog. As soon as I finish I’ll check the mail again, have a look at ebay and maybe get an early night ready for seeing Yvonne and Reuben tomorrow.

It's Frothy Man.

It’s Frothy Man.

Tuesday 8th.

I did get a slightly earlier night but read until 1.00 am before putting the light out and turning over, and over and over. I finally ended up in the position I normally sleep in but on top of the covers last night.The itching stopped, the heat cooled and I finally got to sleep.It was a bit of a surprise then to wake up at 3.14 am. A visit to the loo was on the cards before I came back and turned the computer on. ( I think it was the sexy voice that did it in the end).I clicked to go to the internet and got my first disappointment of the day ‘Google Chrome is not responding’ just what I needed. After a couple of minutes it behaved normally and I was able to sign in to my gmail. There was quite a bit there but one in particular stood out today. Someone has decided not to be ashamed of her mental illness anymore. How others perceive it is their problem not hers. A young lady called Rachel on https://wehaveapples.wordpress.com/ was also making some excellent points about a recent poster campaign in the U.S.  I doubt there was any intent to annoy the mentally ill as I’m sure the poster was meant to convey something else but the message seems to have been causing some distress to some of those with a mental illness while trying to bring about gun control.

At 5.24 am I’d finished with gmail and opened my talktalk mail which is still coming through. I’d finished there by 6.00 am and was on my way to the kitchen. Time to take my meds and make myself a coffee. I decided on breakfast today then changed my mind and thought I’d have something out with Yvonne. I brought my coffee through and started to get dressed. I thought about tight trousers so Yvonne couldn’t see the legs but wasn’t sure I could stand the itching where the cloth rubbed. I’d have to take my chances ,my natural charm and degree in obfuscation seem to be letting me down recently.In the end I went with skinny leg but purely by accident as I happened to find some cream coloured jeans at the bottom of the pile. Once dressed I returned to work on the new messages that had come in. I was so glad to see the return of my friend Olga from her self imposed exile otherwise known as a holiday. Posts from friends Sue at Daily Echo and Sarah at  First Night Design were of particular interest today though that’s not unusual for them. Sue mentioned her son Nick who has just completed a London to Brighton by bike race on a bike specially adapted for his particular disability. He’s frankly amazing. Sarah on the other hand presented a tale which I was inclined to think of as true until near the end but which was very entertaining nonetheless.

As 7.30 am approached I prepared myself to walk to the bus stop for my ride to Chester. I could almost guarantee falling asleep today. At 7.45 I was safely ensconced on the bus, in my nice safe little seat, chin resting on my crutches and eyes closed ready to drop off. It didn’t take long to happen and I was in and out of a doze all the way there. There was no sign of them at the bus stop so I walked in the direction they arrive from. I was almost at the point where we were in the shop Reuben practised his projectile vomiting in before they arrived. I though Heck,what harm could it do and suggested we went in again. This time we were lucky and Reuben was feeling fine. I bought MuJo a fun colour changing, mood enhancing, remote control light bulb to play with. I just hope their lights have bayonet fittings now. We went from there to have our coffee but for a change went to a Wetherspoon’s ( Big Pub Chain) and had a cooked breakfast there. I must be losing my touch as I lost the argument on paying there too. It was quite nice but I do wish they’d lay off the smoked meats (my bacon) and if they advertise fried eggs,not produce scrambled eggs instead. Luckily I like those too.

We went to our normal shop to find a white shirt for Reuben and I was able to get Yvonne a long cardigan too. I don’t care how much she screamed. No wonder Reuben has tantrums. I wanted to get some green jeans for Mike but they didn’t have his size. It seems the population has 34″ legs this year. I paid for what I needed to and then we stepped outside and I lit a cigarette. Wonderful. We took a slow walk to another shop where we could get a book for Reuben and from  there over to a Supermarket so Yvonne could pick up some posh champagne and a few other goodies as well as a Wedding Congratulations card.Time spent queueing up meant my time was rapidly running out and Yvonne needed to get Reuben home for a sleep before she had to go to work. So we took a walk to my bus stop, waited a couple of minutes for it to arrive and then hugged and kissed goodbye. I got a continuous wave from Reuben. I was able to nod off for big chunks of the journey home which made it go quite quickly. Perhaps that’s why I didn’t feel the urge to dash to the loo and was able to drop in at Pauline’s.

I picked up bread, cigarettes and a frozen chips with curry sauce. When I got in I took my crutches off and hung my coat up then went straight to the lounge to talk to Joey as I unpacked the bag. I wanted him to hear my voice and see I was home with him. I took a pre-foodie then put the chips in the microwave, buttered two pieces of bread and prepared my tray making sure I had the after food tablets ready. I was watching the news as I ate and Joey started responding to  the sounds. I carried on talking to him though I did go quiet for a moment when the weather forecast came on. Nice till Friday it said. How typical to have good weather now the kids are back in school and then more rain when they’re off at the weekend. Very bad planning somewhere. After lunch I had to apologise to Joey as I left him so I could come to work. There was enough there to keep me from 1.50 pm to 4.10 pm. That meant I was able to see my Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is. I stayed in the lounge till 6.30 pm and then came back  again till 8.00 pm when there was a DIY SOS to watch.Then came a film and I didn’t return until 10.50 pm to deal with the blog. I’ve a feeling I may be doing post late tonight.

Yoga. I thought she said yoghurt!

Yoga. I thought she said yoghurt!

Hmm, I wonder if I dare.

Hmm, I wonder if I dare.

Wednesday 9th.

I did the post until 12.20 am then got into bed and turned the light out. I recall waking and going to the loo but can’t remember the time. When I next woke it was 2.22 am. I lay there a while hoping to get off again but it wasn’t working so I sat on the edge of the bed and had a cigarette. By now I was fully alert ( be nice to lerts, you don’t know the day they’ve had) and got up to turn the computer on. I started on my gmails and they kept coming and coming. It’s not even my birthday. It was 4.49 am before I  managed to clear the box. By 5.18 am I’d cleared the duplicates and dealt with the mail from talktalk. I thought that maybe now if I sat in a darkened room I might nod off again so I wandered through to the lounge and my chair. From the light outside I could just make Joey out perched on his millet grip at the side of the cage. I hoped he was enjoying good dreams. I couldn’t nod off though and at 6.00 am gave up trying and went to take my morning meds. Since it’s games night tonight and I may not get chance of tea, I decided to have breakfast. Cold toast isn’t the best idea you can have when you have an abscess but who said age brought common sense. Just as well I’d taken pain killers just minutes before. I took my coffee back to my desk wishing the pain would go away. Oops,he left Monday didn’t he. It’s OK he knows I love him.

I worked until 10.00 am then went to watch my house auction programme and chatter to Joey. We’d just got started when the postman came and brought my second item from Hong Kong. It’s very minimal but pretty nonetheless. I hope it will make a great Christmas gift. I managed most of the programme before nodding off in my chair but it was the ending music that woke me again so I missed the final valuations. Drat, the sleeping is really mistimed. I’m surprised Joey didn’t wake me as he’d been happy chatting up till then. No aerial acrobatics so far today but it’s early days yet. I came through again at 11.00 am to catch up which I did quite easily. I left feedback for Hong Kong and then at 11.50 am went through to sort out my lunch. A nice easy cottage pie today. I watched Bargain Hunt while I ate though I did nod off before the auction again. I must have been out for almost an hour.

When I came to, I had to turn the TV off and was going to go straight back to work but first Joey  sounded rather chatty. I spent some time enticing him out and saying what a clever boy he was. Fair enough he doesn’t speak English and has no idea what I’m chunnering about but hopefully the tone of my voice will show some kind of approval. I mentioned the other day how excited I was at seeing Joey try another perch for a change. Today it was better still. He came out, flew around to the left of the cage and tried to land in Ju’s flowers. Obviously their movement put him off, but instead of flying away he just adjusted his sights and landed on a picture of Ju in front of them. I wasn’t so pleased when he tried to eat the flowers but I knew I couldn’t have everything. I’m really hopeful that he’s getting very close to trusting me enough to land on me. Playtime over I returned to work. There was lots of it and it kept me occupied until 4.15 pm. At that point I gave up as it was close to the time Dil has been arriving. I got through to the lounge, turned the box on ready for the Antique show and I saw Dil through the window, I moved to the kitchen to make his drink. We watched the antiques and then our usual quiz before the box when off and the business of the evening started.

I won the Yahtzee 4-2 so there was no need to play another 6 tonight. In trivia we both got all our segments but Dil reached the centre first. The card I drew had six questions I was sure he’s answer but I had to choose one. He answered it straight away. I ran through the other 5 questions on the card to see how he’d have done and he answered 4 of them. The one he didn’t get was the one I would never have asked because it’s his subject of choice and I was sure he’d know it. That game was his. Because we’d only had the one Yahtzee we’d saved some time and could turn to cards. We had four games of Cribbage and each won two. It was totally honours even for the night. Dil left and I washed the pots and tidied up then had a few minutes to say goodnight to Joey. He let me get quite close to the cage without moving away but the moment I moved my hand to close the door he flew to the back of the cage in panic. The other Joey’s will be spinning in their graves at the timidity of this bearer of their proud name. I put the lights out and came away, then went straight back to get my evening meds.

Work took me a long time to catch up so I wasn’t able t start the blog until 11.10 pm. I’m almost ready for bed now though so I’m going to write faster.I’m sorry if you can only read slowly.

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Thursday 10th

In bed by 12.15 am and I read until 1.10 am. I don’t think it was too hard to get off to sleep as I only counted about 6 sheep. I woke this morning at 2.39 am with a stiff neck and the wish I didn’t need to go to the loo. I stood up and the stiff neck disappeared. ( You notice I didn’t say pain in the neck so you didn’t think I was referring to anyone). After the loo I powered up the computer and started work. All was fine until 4.00 am when suddenly mid-comment the bloody thing closed down. Yes,it’s my old pal Microsoft with more updates. Yet again no warning, yet again no chance to delay the event for a few hours. I waited ‘patiently’ for the screen to restart and made an effort to stop grinding my teeth as the neighbours were appearing at their windows  looking for an army on route march. The screen reopened, I stopped grinding and the neighbours went back to bed. Annoyingly when I tried to reopen the internet it wouldn’t do so and put up one of those silly Oops messages.It took a while before my efforts succeeded.  Then I had to find the post I was working on to complete my comment. By 4.15 am I was clear on gmail and opened my talktalk to start there. After deleting the duplicates there were just 22 left to do which took me to 4.55 am. With nothing else before me I started my Christmas list and opened ebay.

At 6.00 am I had breakfast and took my morning meds. All I need is a roll now since I already shake and now rattle. At 7.00 am I went through and sat with Joey to coax him out so I could do his food and water and also put a new millet in as the last one is as bare as it gets. I nodded off in front of the TV until 8.50 am when I decided to get dressed and pay a visit to Pauline’s. I left home taking the weight of my right leg with the crutches and came back trying to take the weight of my left leg. It’s quite difficult to change the flow. Those lottery tickets must have been heavy. It took me longer to get back than usual. When I did get in I checked for more messages and quite a few had arrived. I did as many as I could before going to watch Homes Under the Hammer at 10.00 am. An hour later I was back here catching up again until lunchtime approached. 11.45 am was my knock off point but I’ll have to work harder when I get back to keep up.  Lunch was great. I opened a tin of beef slices in gravy and had it with microchips and tinned veg. It was very tasty, especially with the bread and butter I had for the leftover gravy at the end. I watched and enjoyed Bargain Hunt and I saw it to the bitter end. Joey flew close above my head a couple of times so I sensed he wanted to help himself to my food but he still can’t pluck up the nerve. I suppose in the future I’ll relish this time and wonder why I ever encouraged him.

At 1.00 pm I washed the pots and then returned to work. It doesn’t take long for the poor mailman to start getting a bad back from all the mail sent. At 2.12 pm I had the overwhelming urge to sleep. With no-one due I took the risk and fell onto the bed. I was away with the fairies in no time at all. I didn’t come round until 3.16 pm at which time I finished the mail I’d been halfway through and carry on with the rest. I was done in both mail boxes at 4.05 pm so retired to the lounge and my leisure time. I did nothing but ake encouraging sounds to Joey until half past and then shut up when my PYMWYMI came on. He must have thought he’d gone deaf. I stayed with him until 7.00 pm. At least I occupied the same room but to be honest he might have done a tap dance on my head at one point and I wouldn’t have known. I did get one episode of DIY SOS though and he didn’t seem inclined to visit. I had a text from Mike to say he was on his way. Earlier than I thought. I expect him about the 9.00 pm mark. I got to work to clear as much as I could before he arrived. I’m not having a late night tonight whatever happens. At 8.30 I went through to get his mug ready and fill the kettle. He waltzed in about 9.15 am to find me in the kitchen making the coffee. His only thought, a worry that I’m cross with him. Something it would be hard to be since I haven’t seen him since Monday. Of course I could get quite cross with him if he didn’t take his hot coffee out of my shaky hands before I spill it over my feet. We sat and chatted until 10.00 pm when I came through to work though even then he followed me to ask questions about my purchases or to show me a ring on ebay. Eventually I was able to start the blog and still have time to catch up on the mail afterwards.

Friday 11th.

I was in bed early and didn’t read quite as much as usual. My light was off by 12.30 am. It was a struggle to find sleep though. I couldn’t toss and turn as this bed’s only big enough to do one of them, but my pillow was spinning. I know 1.00 am came and went since there’s no stopping time but I don’t know how late it was before I eventually dropped off. I was up at 3.59 am and raring to go. It’s not fair really as there’s no-one to see the razor like wit in action and if I wake Joey he doesn’t understand.                         I followed my usual  path, a trip to the loo then straight back to power up the computer.  Straight into gmail with no hesitation  and then to talktalk at 5.26 am before going to take my morning meds, do my trays for the next week and have breakfast. by 6.15 am I was back at my desk. I worked until I was clear at about 8.00 am then went to feed Joey and open the cage door. I sat with him for a while and was surprised when Mike walked in about 8.30 am. Mind you, I’m pretty sure he was surprised as well. it must have been nearly an hour before he could say Good Morning. At 9.30 am I headed to my room as I intended watching Homes Under the Hammer at 10.00 am and I needed to catch up what I could. At 9.55 am Mike came through fully dressed and coat on ready to go to his Dad’s early today. I watched my programme while Joey did his aerial aerobatics without ever once touching me. I got a couple of real tellings off from the cage as well but I guess that was for putting my hands in and sorting out his fallen millet again.

At 11.00 am I left the miserable one on his own and skulking in his cage while I came to check the damage. I set to work to do as many as possible and actually managed to bet clear by 11.53 am. Perfect time for lunch. I had a corned beef hash and invited Joey to join me. He didn’t even r.s.v.p. He missed out on a really nice Rolo chocolate pudding, his own fault. I saw the whole of Bargain Hunt with one team taking home over £400 and the other team nearly half that. All sales made a profit as did the experts choice. Quite a event. I washed the pots and came back through before I fell asleep. Naturally the first thing here is that I start nodding over my keyboard. Since my forehead is so heavily scarred from doing that at 2.15 am I gave up and went to kip in my chair. Because it often helps me, I turned the TV on low. Unfortunately there was a quiz on I’ve never seen before so the sleep lasted about 5 minutes before I got hooked. That meant when I came back here at 3.00 pm I was still tired and that the emails had amassed again. I had to sit and behave until 4.30 pm. I watched my antiques programme or at least that bit of it I wasn’t asleep for. I woke up halfway through the quiz. Rats!! Just before 6.00 pm I got a text from Mike to say he was on his way back so I watched Eggheads till 6.30 pm then spent half an hour on the emails. I did quite well but at 7.00 pm I needed to go for my shower. I was just getting ready when the door opened. Mike did my hair for me and asked If I wanted a shave. I refused graciously as it pays never to insult an armed man. Anyway as soon as the shower was done, A Question of Sport was on to be followed by Mastermind, Would I Lie To You and then an episode of Ripper Street.

Everything was going to plan until 9.00 pm when Mike said he was going to make a coffee , could he get me anything? I jokingly suggested bacon sandwiches. He agreed so we missed the first couple of minutes of Ripper Street doing that . But what a treat they were. Someone in the programme used a fountain pen and we both questioned that until afterwards when Mike googled it to find the first ones were used in the 1700’s though the better ones were in the late 1800’s. I left him reading up on them and went to take my meds then come back to work.I was nicely up to date by 10.45 pm and able to do the blog.

It fascinated me how anyone could reach these notes and still be healthy. Ah well, perhaps it was just an 80’s thing. Enjoy.

Saturday 12th.

My light went out at 1.05 am and I know it didn’t take long for sleep to arrive. No itchy legs after the shower and no discomfort in bed. I must have gone out like a light as I didn’t wake until 3.14 am. I paid a trip to Piddle Town and when I returned fired up the computer. I was working away at the messages and updates when at 3.50 am I hada massive sneezing fit, a very unusual 5 on the trot very loud ones. I usually do three max. I was pretty amazed not to have disturbed Mike but perhaps it didn’t sound like WW III. I stuffed a menthol tissue up my nose and pressed on. By 4.30 am I’d done my gmail and by 5.10 am my talktalk. It was time to head for ebay to see if I have any goodies coming in today.  Well, there’s a rather nice ring at 3.00 pm but do I need another ring even if it’s a good price? Shouldn’t I be starting my Christmas shopping now?Well worry not, I have done. I can’t say who or what though but I have made a start. I do need to kick start my imagination this year  or ask people for some idea of what they want.At 5.30 am I went through to get my meds and a cup of coffee . I’m not due to move Heaven and Earth to get Mike up till 6.30 am. I must make sure my crowbar’s handy. At 6.30 am Mike’s alarm went off, and a few minutes later as I took his coffee through I went off too. I disappeared back to work then to listen for the second alarm which duly came at 6.45 am. I thought I’d give it a moment or two before repeating my visit but I heard the patter of tiny feet as he beat me to it and took his coffee through to the lounge. Today’s score A-2, C-1.

I joined him in the lounge for a while but felt I was wasting time I could use to keep the mail down, especially as I had no idea how long I’d be out today. So Ilet Mike dozing and came through again. Bloody typical he’s let me get halfway through a message then come to my door to ask why I’m not ready. It was only 7.20 am. I had to get my bum into gear. Luckily my shoes were on from taking the bins out so it was just my jacket , gloves and my sticks. Then I had to go through the checklist like a schoolboy on a day out to make sure I had everything. Sprays, check, wallet, check, parking card, check, cashcards, check. OK, I can go out now. We were at the Supermarket for 7.45 am and I was at the cash machine looking for the jackpot. Mike got the trolley. First , sweet potatoes and then to the flowers. I said we didn’t need much but still ended up getting three bunches for variety. The basket seemed to be filling nicely yet there wasn’t much food I thought. The woman on the till tried to bankrupt me while Mike stood and asked her to charge more so he could watch my heart give out. He said it’s the only proof he’ll accept that I have one. We went for a coffee and spent some time trying to decide what to do today. In the end we decided we’d still go to Flint as usual but then on to Conway where we haven’t been for ages.

Mike nipped into Temptations to use the loo while I went over to get some chocolates for the girls. All the Christmas stocks are appearing on the shelves now. Mike joined me there to carry the shopping bag and to go to another shop then we went for out drink. Ceri was there so we both got hugged. We’re hoping we might have her back on Saturdays on a regular basis. Once we’d finished there we drove to Conwy and parked up close to the castle then started our circuit of the town without going on th castle walls for a change. This was for the shops. But first we stopped for lunch. We kept it pretty light since I wouldn’t be allowed to fall asleep on the cafe table. From there we continued down the small High Street with one of the oldest Elizabethan houses in Wales and it’s resident ghost.   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plas_Mawr   We hit a few shops on the way down and turned right at the bottom. We could have continued 20  yards further onto the Quay from which I’ve posted pictures of the Smallest House in Wales previously but I wanted to go into the National Trust shop which is also an original Elizabethan building and has a superb fireplace with grotesque masks either side. You have to be very careful to duck when in there so don’t get carried away looking at all the stuff on sale. We had a look round a new antique shop which was very good and then made our way to th Knight’s Shop which sells swords, armour,Welsh mead and a whole host of other chivalrous things. To complete the circle we stopped and had a cuppa before getting in the car to head home.

We got home at about 4.00 pm. After unpacking and putting away the shopping I came through to start work while Mike waited for football (Manchester United) to begin. I worked until 7.20 pm which coincided with the end of the match then went to sit with Mike for a while. The while lasted until 10.15 pm at which time I had to leave a programme mid-way and come back to work. It was 11.00 pm before I could start the blog.

You hide, I'll count to One and come find you.

You hide, I’ll count to One and come find you.

Come out, come out wherever you are.

Come out, come out wherever you are.

I wish you all a Wonderful Week full of Hugs and Dreams come true.

 

 

 

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In Honor of Grandparents Day (September 13)

This should please all you ladies out there. Confirmation of who is in charge really.

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Bank Holiday Brush Off & Kicked Out Of Bed.

Sunday 30th Aug 2015.

I turned my light off early last night, foregoing any reading in favour of sleep. That’s despite the couple of house I got during the evening. So, light out at 12.15 am and I decided to pay a trip to the loo in the hopes of a peaceful night. But, as I came out of the loo Mike called me to sit on his bed while he showed me ring after ring on the net. The current idea is to buy a heavy Victorian/Edwardian ring with something like garnet in which can be removed and replaced by a topaz. The big drawback I can see to this idea is that an old fashioned heavy ring may cost about £150. Then the jeweller charges £10-£20 per claw to put the new stone in plus no doubt a fee for doing the work. You may end up spending more than the value of he ring if it has say 10 claws. Eventually I crawled away to bed and tried to sleep.

I woke this morning at 3.42 am and though I knew I was still tired, I was awake and needing some painkillers. By 4.00 am I’d had some and by 5.00 am had topped up with the chewable Disprin Direct I’d got. I was making progress with my mail too except I kept nodding off and having to remember what I was doing before I did. We’re only talking 5 minute power naps here but it doesn’t take much to throw me off my stride. However the mail was still going down and was still coming in too. I went through at 6.30 am to  take my daily meds and Joey was bouncing about his cage having short arguments with all his bells. I thought maybe he was becoming institutionalised and decided to grant him early parole. I opened the large door in the cage and out he came like a speeding bullet straight for my chest. Luckily for me he swerved at the last minute and flew to the mirror where he had a major disagreement with himself.

I woke Mike at 9.15 am with a coffee because he’s off to Manchester for lunch today (I was invited). I came through to the computer and lost myself in mail and then another power nap. Mike got up at 10.00 am to a cold coffee. By 11.00 am he was on his way saying he’d see me next Thursday. It’s a big family lunch with father, sister and his sister and brother in law from Canada. It’ll  probably be  hoot but I bet it’s also loud. I worked until 11.50 am and then made myself some new potatoes, some mixed veg and a lamb hock. Very tender meat it was very nice but took longer than usual as I tried to eat on one side of the mouth. I made sure to have my before and after tablets too. I took a short look at a programme where people buy left luggage and one based in the UK where they sell those self storage units when the holder is in arrears. I thought the U.S. one was bad but I hate the image the UK one sends out. Despite Joey’s best efforts I managed to sleep for nearly two hours after which conscience dictated I get off my fat bum and do some work. There was a lot of post waiting.

At 6.15 pm I decided to have tea. I took my pre-foodie without planning what to eat so that was responsible for the rushed decision to eat two strawberry trifles and two chocolate eclairs. If Mike had eaten them I wouldn’t have had to. I watched an episode of a Canadian Crime Thriller called Murdoch which Mike introduced me too then seeing that the Best Exotic Marigold Hotel was on later I decided to watch that so came back to work for now. The film was excellent second time round. I look forward to seeing the next one sometime.

Reuben and his cousin Jude.

Reuben and his cousin Jude.

Poseur.

Poseur.

Monday 31 st .

Light’s out 12.30 am. No late night visits to the loo and a waking up time of 6.13 am. Could the day get any better? Fair enough, it was a pretty drug fueled night but then every night is that to some degree. Now if only I could do it and stay awake just think how I could  part-ay. I can just imagine the videos of that going viral on youtube. I concentrated on trying to get my gmail down to a workable degree, last night appears to have been a very busy one for many of you. By 6.30 am I’d had my morning meds and brought a coffee through to work, the next time I looked it was almost 7.00 am and I needed the pain killer top-up.I wandered through to the lounge where my disprin direct are and was reminded by Joey that he’s there and currently trapped in his cage. I had to promise I’d be back. I finishedthe gmail and went to talktalk and deleted all duplicate mail then  dealt with what was left. By 8.40 am I was able to go and see to Joey. I stayed with him a while before returning to work then came back when Homes Under The Hammer was on only to find I’d missed quarter of an hour due to time changes with the programmes. Still, we got three quarters of an hour of me repeating the same phrases and him chunnering at me. At least one of us is talking.

At 10.45 I came back to the bedroom and found a little flurry of mail waiting for me. It was fun dealing with it and sometimes making comments which I hoped were funny. I was greatly  cheered when one prolific author I count as friend tells me he’s coming to North Wales soon to test the beach and walk the dogs. With luck I’ll be able to find out when and waylay him somewhere near a cafe unless he elects to visit here for a drink.I seem to know  plenty of authors who live in mid to South Wales but the ones in the North are careful to keep themselves hidden away. Perhaps they heard I was looking for a collaboration to finish my half done book and get me back writing. Cowards! I worked until 12.00 pm then went to find lunch. During the morning I’d sent a text to Yvonne to see if they were free for lunch  But I suspect they thought they’d have to pay for a 4 course meal so claimed other commitments. Typical. Actually I was going to treat them.

After lunch I came back through to work, telling myself no break until the mail is at zero. It took longer than I thought and was almost 4.30 pm before I went back to the lounge. For some reason I didn’t watch my normal quiz but was glued to the screen to 6.00 pm watching DIY SOS Big Builds. Fascinating. It’s great to see people from an area rallying round to help one of their own in need and seeing the job that’s done to help them. Some of these are seriously big builds and managed in just 9 days. At 6.00 pm I watched Eggheads and then tempted though I was to stay, came back through to work. Judging by the waiting mail it’s just as well I did. It was 8.35 am before I got another break and went to turn a light on for Joey.I noticed they were showing Jason Bourne at 9.00 pm and as it’s some years since I saw that, I watched it. It ended at 11.15 pm so my flight back here was jet propelled to do the blog. The mail will have to wait.

Posing in the Park.

Posing in the Park.

Slip Slidin' Away.

Slip Slidin’ Away.

Tuesday 1st September.

I had a hard time getting to sleep last night. I don’t know if my brain was overactive or I just couldn’t get comfy. I did eventually drop off only to be awakened at something stupid o’clock by a pair of knees in my back pushing me out of bed. Since it’s a single bed, the journey was very short. I’m not sure who was there with me but by the time I returned from the loo they were gone. I resumed sleep until 4.24 am. I woke up then to the feeling I wasn’t alone in the place ( discounting Joey III) and had to go check the double bed just to make sure. I hope the push wasn’t someone’s way of saying I kneed you! It’s funny the tricks our minds play on us sometimes.

I powered up the computer and signed into my gmail. Before starting though, I went to take my morning meds because I needed the painkillers and then made a coffee to bring back with me. An interesting batch of mail today which took me until 6.58 am to clear so I could start on the talktalk batch. That didn’t take long so by 7.15 am I was raring to go. No need to leave the house until 7.30 am for the bus though so I went and opened Joey’s cage so he had the same freedom I’m having. He fluttered in panic as I approached the cage so I assumed it still wasn’t quite light enough for him to make things out properly. It’s either that or I just make him panic in general. That might explain why he doesn’t use me as a perch, a resting place or a launch pad when he’s out and about. I always found budgies to be inquisitive rather than scaredy -cat. At 7.30 am I stepped outside into what was shaping up to be a nice morning. The rain had stopped, the sun was shining and all seemed peaceful. I caught thre bus with no bother and settled in my seat. I was the only one aboard at that point. Away we went and picked up a few passengers in Holywell. Time to close my eyes and doze. In Chester I had a text from Yvonne to say they were on their way but a little delayed as Reuben studied a pigeon taking a bath in a puddle. I forgave the delay as it was in pursuit of such a noble science project.

I walked towards them and received another text about changing our cafe this morning to one we’d promised to try many times. We met up at the door. I was allowed to kiss Reuben’s head and gently kissed Yvonne’s cheek as she almost screamed at the size of my face. I assured her it was under control and wouldn’t stop me eating. We both had breakfast and a drink while Reuben had his own drink and some toast. At least he would have had toast had he not been so busy eating his mother’s and my bacon. I eventually revenged myself on him with a slice of toast. He didn’t even notice. We left there and went to our usual store where I got Roobs some new clothes, some new bedding for Yvonne and even managed to get Karen some of those soft fleece settee covers she wanted. I know there will be arguments on the horizon over that. After a good look round there we left to go find some soft grip socks for me and get another drink as we were both thirsty. We were successful in both things. We tried a new cafe with a big collection of drinks including some very different milkshakes.  I had an iced coffee. The place was expensive but fun.

It was time to walk back towards the bus stop now and we all dragged our feet a bit. Partly because the bags on the pram were threatening to tip it over. Everyone says it’s always worse when they’re with me. I’m not sure what that means except maybe they take the opportunity to shop when someone else can look after Reuben? The bus was a little late in coming and was quite full. I wasn’t too impressed by the young teens who occupied the disabled seats  so they could face each other and talk but rudeness and lack of thought doesn’t surprise me anymore. I found another seat and sat back with my eyes closed. When we reached home I was able to visit Pauline’s because I’d been to the loo in the new cafe before we left. I came home, unpacked and said hello to Joey who didn’t budge an inch from his cage. Then I came through to suffer whatever punishment awaited me for going out. I came in the room at 1.15 pm and didn’t leave again until 4.40 pm. It was at that time I took a break and decided to have a late lunch/early tea. A quite tasty beef hot-pot hit the spot. I ate alone again as despite an invitation  Joey chickened out. I went through the usual quizzes and then returned to work at 6.30 am. I had a mad session catching up and decided to take my leisure at 8.00 pm but no late films like last night this time. I found instead the first episode of a police serial called The Last Detective starring Peter Davison as Dangerous Davies. I’d heard about it before but not seen it. I thoroughly enjoyed it and was able to walk away and let Joey go to bed in peace at 10.00 pm. It also meant I was able to get to the blog a little earlier. I need some sleep and I have MuJo tomorrow.

Pops and Grandson

Pops and Grandson

Pops is funny Mummy.At least he smells it.

Pops is funny Mummy.At least he smells it.

Wednesday 2nd.

I did manage to get my light off by 12.30 am but it took a while to settle.I’d been in that state before sleep when things take on a dream quality. There was a quiz in my head and I just answered a question when there was a hand on the back of my neck. It was like an electric shock and galvanised me into wakefulness again. My hair was on end and I could still feel where the hand had been.  Eventually I managed to relax and sleep. Surprisingly it was 2.52 am when I woke and knew sleep was over, at least for then. Moaning to myself ( as no-one else would listen) I headed for the loo just for the pleasure of seeing it flush bloo. I came back and fired up the computer. Straight to my emails and I put my best foot forward and finished all the gmail account at 4.52 am. I heard Joey tweet so before doing anything else went through to see him. I couldn’t. It was just too dark so I guessed he was just having a bad dream. My chair looked inviting though so I hunkered down without turning the light on and lost myself to reverie and just possibly a few snores.I was back in the saddle again by 6.10 am but instead of going straight back to work I went to the kitchen and took my morning drugs. I also took a pre foodie ready to have some breakfast in case the opportunity for tea didn’t appear. If it’s anything like last week it’ll be  supper anyway. Once breakfast was done and dusted I returned to my mail straight away.At 8.30 am I interrupted myself for long enough to refill Joey’s food and water and to see to getting dressed myself. I was unsure at that point whether MuJo would still visit due to the weather. Since I got up the rain has been pouring down, bouncing off the ground. In truth I wasn’t sure how Muriel would cope with driving in such foul weather though I couldn’t imagine a way for her to have avoided it in the past. By 9.30 am there had been no message so I assumed they were still coming. Maybe things are due to improve, I know they watch the forecasts carefully.

I was forced into unusual household activity like dusting  the surfaces and hoovering up Joey’s husks from the floor. I don’t mind being a slob but don’t want people to witness it firsthand. Quiet Mike please. There was time for a few more messages before I went to prepare to do drinks as they arrived. They turned up just after 11.00 am by which time Joey had been forced to talk (or listen) to me for a while. Of course when they got here, he couldn’t get a word in edgewise. Actually John hushed Muriel to let her hear Joey speaking his name, declaring it hasn’t taken him long to learn while I’m thinking he should be holding conversations by now. We left at about 11.40 a to go for lunch. It was the chippy in Holywell again but the rain was coming sown so hard I was thinking you’d need an ark to get around up there. I didn’t realise they’d moved the end of the world up so much. After lunch we took a slowboat down the hill and along the coast road to Flint. A quick(ish) nip into Aldi saw me with a couple of things like a strawberry and rhubarb tart and a loaf of bread. From there we went to Temptations. I asked MuJo to go in while I went to get chocolates for the girls, when I got back my coffee was on the table waiting. We looked round a couple of shops after Tempies then came home again. They stayed long enough for John to take his afternoon tabs then said they’d head for home  themselves. I was carrying something out to the car, ready to wave them off at 4.40 pm when we met Dil just getting out of his car.

When they’d gone I came in to make Dil a cuppa. We sat and watched an antiques show then our usual quiz before the games started. It was a fierce competition on the Yahtzee. Dil won three games and when I complained he suggested I had a chance of winning the next three. He regretted that straight afterwards as that’s just what I did. As we were even, we set too playing another 6 games, Dil won 2 I won one, then I won 2 and Dil won 1. So even stevens again. We left it as a draw at that point and got the trivia out. Despite Dil getting more segments than me at first I did catch up then took over. Soon we had 6 apiece and both wanted to get back to the centre. Dil came off better at the end when I asked him a question he was able to answer. So, he won the laurels for the evening and I must seethe until I can revenge myself next week. Once Dil left at 9.30 pm I had a quick tidy then washed up. I had a piece of my tart which was delish thanks and then came through to face the music. Over 200 emails on gmail but wouldn’t you know it, talktalk is down for maintenance so I have no idea how many there are there and couldn’t touch them anyway. If I had hair I’d be tearing it out. I worked until 11.00 pm then did the blog and am going back to mail straight afterwards. Wish me luck.

A post earlier in the week I really enjoyed ( maybe because I love Balderdash) has some wonderful words. You might like them.

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Thursday 3rd.

It was 3.41 am this morning. There had been an earlier call but that was for a loo trip and getting back to sleep afterwards no problem. I’d managed to finish my gmail post last night by 12.20 am and had only read till 1.00 am before turning out the light and trying to sleep, it seemed to come OK. So, this morning I opened and dealt with the gmail first before even checking to see if TalkTalk was back up. It was 5.43 am when gmailwas up to scratch and before doing anything further I took time to go take my morning meds and make myself a coffee.I couldn’t be bothered with breakfast so wasn’t away from my desk for too long. At 6.00 am I checked and found TalkTalk to be back up so nervously opened it up. There were loads of messages. At one time (BC-Before Cock-up) the mail list was one long continuous scrolling list. I much preferred that to the new existing list that shows of about 4 that can be increased to 10 . I used t be able to scroll through and clear the obvious chaff from what may be the wheat. Not any more. Now it’s clear some and then open a new page, increase it and start again. It took a long time. Then it was a case of checking which were duplicates of those I’d dealt with on gmail and deleting those before finally getting down to the nitty gritty of answering what was left. It was almost 8.30 am before I was done. I got dressed and went through to release Joey so I could clean his cage.

The cage didn’t get cleaned because Joey decided not to vacate. I didn’t want to stick my hand inside to scare him out and then find he’s  never going to come to a hand. Though it’s possible that ship already sailed. Instead I put my socks and shoes on and walked up to Pauline’s to renew my lottery tickets. Once I came home I decided to move some things off the coffee table and make it look a bit tidier. I really do need to do something drastic in that room though to be fair, I did start yesterday by giving John the two metal flamingos/storks for his garden. That freed up a little floor space. Once I’d done that and had a dust I fed my leather jacket which was showing signs of salt after being out in the rain yesterday. When 10.00 am arrived so did the postman. I was delighted to see something I’d ordered from Hong Kong last week  had arrived and I liked it. I started watching Homes Under the Hammer but nodded off after the first property and only woke up when the next programme started. I thought I’d better get back to the mail which was mounting up. Correction- had mounted up. I worked to just midday then left the rest until I’d eaten. I had a quick bing meal of chips with curry sauce while Bargain Hunt was on. Sorry, no curried face, I stayed awake.

After the programme I returned to work and started on the stuff I’d left earlier. That took me until 3.02 pm because of new mail being added all the time. I decided to take a break and see if Mike had texted me to say when he was coming. Nope, nothing. But while I was in the lounge Joey shot out of his cage like a scalded cat and did a circuit of the room with a dive bomb approach as he reached my head. There was no attempt at landing though he was maybe trying to clear a path for a landing  field across my scalp. He ended up perched on the mirror as his favourite place. I couldn’t miss the opportunity so grabbed my sponge and started cleaning the ladders, perches and the base of the cage down. Then I put new sandpaper down , changed the millet and gave him clean seed and water. Obviously unhappy, the minute I moved away from the cage he went back in and sat muttering on one of his perches. I don’t know whether he thinks I’ve taken something away or not but he doesn’t approve of me touching his cage at all. As it was almost 5.00 pm I decided to stay and watch my quiz but first I’d have some tea. I had my pre-foodie then made some toast. I added a slice of my strawberry and rhubarb tart to my plate ( before Mike got here) and sat down to see how many answers I  knew. It sometimes surprises me just how few people do know sometimes. I don’t mean sport and things like that, but the history of our country for instance.

After I’d finished eating I offered Joey a little of the crust from the tart. He didn’t flutter away in panic as I got close but I could see he wanted to. We’re really not building a relationship yet. I washed up and watched the end of the quiz before coming through to see how things were going. There was some mail to catch up on but I was on top of it., or so I thought. It was about 7.15 am I got a text from Mike to say he was on the way. At 8.00 pm I thought I’d take a break but just before I could a whole stack of messages suddenly appeared. I think they must be ones that transferred over from TalkTalk which I haven’t been to for a while because it signed me out again. Maybe it wasn’t working again but now is. I signed into Talk Talk to see what there was and gasped….but hopefully many of them will have been dealt with on transfer. Such proved to be the case and I finished there quickly. Catching up on gmail again took some time and it was only 9.15 pm I was able to go through. Mike arrived at 9.30 pm and I was able to hand him a coffee from a pre-boiled kettle. We watched Who Do You Think You Are of Jerry Hall while he told me about his week and asked if I was in trouble with Yvonne for avoiding the doctor’s. I told him it’s not avoidance, it’s an early cure I’ve had. After Law and Order, Special Victim’s Unit I called it a night and came through to do the blog. My jacket is looking much better but I think I’ll feed it again before going out in the rain.

Friday 4th.

I was so close to the end of my book that I found I couldn’t put it down at 1.00 am as I usually would. Instead I hung on to the bitter end at 1.25 am. It had gone half past by the time I’d finished my last cigarette and been to the loo. Maybe it did some good as it was 5.37 am before I woke this morning. I still had to visit the loo. Remarkable, I empty the bladder last thing and yet it refills itself overnight.It doesn’t happen with my Pepsi bottles worse luck. I came back and booted up the computer but it was close enough to 6.00 am not to bother. Instead I went to the kitchen and took my morning meds. Once done I readied my cup for coffee and went to get my drug drawer. I was able to do next weeks boxes with one exception and that I’d ordered on the prescription I put in on Tuesday after the Bank Holiday.I expected a delivery yesterday but it didn’t materialise. I’ll have to be more vigilant today since they’ll be closed until Monday otherwise and I need the missing one starting tonight. I have my chocolates at the ready. As it was quite dark the kitchen light was on but when I went to the lounge the light didn’t hit Joey. As I approached my drug drawer I talked to him all the time so he wouldn’t be scared when I pulled the drawer out. Not a flicker from him. I came and went without acknowledgement.

I brought my coffee through and opened Gmail. There were 49 messages, enough to fit on one page they took quite a while to do as for some people Friday is a day for main posts. I like to read and comment where possible. It was 8.12 am before I’d done and was able to open TalkTalk mail. I was sent my new gas and electric bills. I wish they were clearer. On the electric it showed a credit balance of £164.00 yet when I went in to it, it now showed a credit balance of £24.00 and a transaction  of a miscellaneous adjustment of £140.00. That tells me nothing ass it’snot showing a credit to me of that amount nor telling me where it’s from. I’ll leave it until next time as they’re supposed to refund any credits of £100 or over. It would be handy for Christmas. Anyway, by 8.40 am I was clear there too and so went through to Joey to set him free and also to get Mike’s coffee ready for 9.00 am. As 9.00 am came I set the coffee down on the bedside table, made sure he could hear me and then left him to it. It was time to dress and get my shoes on. Before I left I went back through to Mike and he was just coming round so I said I’d left the TV on for him. By the time I got back from Pauline’s, he was up and sitting in the lounge.

By some miracle Mike left the house at just gone 10.00 am to go to Manchester. Hurrah, I wouldn’t get the blame for him being late and I was able to watch my Homes Under the Hammer in peace. After that it was back to work to catch up on mail. I had to stop at 11.45 am to go peal a couple of sweet potatoes. I put thisck Irish Pork Sausages under the grill, turned the micro on my potatoes, remembered I should have taken a pre-foodie which I then did and went to natter to or at Joey for s few minutes. Onced the sausages started to spit I soaked up the fat with some kitchen roll and found out surprise, surprise that it becomes very hot to hold. Ouch! Once the potatoes were ready I mashed them and put some baked beans in the micro to do. It was a lovely meal which I enjoyed with Bargain Hunt on in the background. I say the background because in the foreground were my eyelids and I was checking the inside of them again. It only lasted for 30 mins or so though before I was back in motion. After doing the pots it was back to the emails again.  I worked till 3.00 pm then took a break when I heard the doorbell. It was the chemist with my latest supplies. I was able to add the missing tablets to my  boxes for tonight and for the next week. While up an about I had half an hour in front of the box, oddly enough not watching what I intended as I was gripped by what came on.

At just after 3.30 pm I returned to work  with the express intention of not returning to the lounge until my mail boxes were clear. Brcause of that I only caught the last ten minutes of my quiz. I watched Eggheads at 6.00 pm then at 6.30 pm went for a shower. I managed not to fall or have an angina attack and got out in one piece, then I promptly tripped over the floor mat and fell. I dressed and returned to the lounge to watch an episode of Mash ( and got a text from Mike to say he was on the way back) then I watched a special on the plight of the refugees and was delighted to see the Germans are showing some humanity by taking 800,000 this year. An example to all European countries. Then it was Mastermind and we were less than halfway in when Mike came home so I made him a coffee. His day had gone quite well which I was pleased about after last week. We watched Would I Lie To You together then an episode of Ripper Street. Joey who is normally dormant on a perch at this time kept coming out and flying around as though he was going to land somewhere different. He didn’t end up being brave enough. At 10.00 pm I closed his cage door, took my meds and headed for the bedroom to do the blog and the rest of my mail. I’m wondering if Mike and Yvonne are in cahoots as she won’t accept my legs are OK and is asking me to wear loose legged trousers on Tuesday so she can see for herself. I shall be in bed for midnight. YAY.

Saturday 5th.

I turned my light off early last night at 12.30 am. It was no use, I could not get to sleep. Then my legs started to itch and I’d already treated them ( granted it was only a pie and a pint but hey, beggars can’t be choosers).At 1.22 am I got up and went through to the lounge. At least when I went past Mike’s room he was asleep instead of gaming. I did fall asleep in my chair and woke up this morning at 4.27 am. With just a slight detour via the room of perpetual fountains I headed for my bedroom and fired up  the computer.( It’s lucky I keep the  furnace going). I logged into gmail and started my daily battle with words, other people’s. At 6.00 am I paused to go take my meds, have some breakfast and make a coffee. I also got Mike’s mug ready for 6.30 am and his first shout of the day. While waiting I went and got dressed. I pre-empted the alarm and called Mike as I took his drink through and woke him. I knew he’s go straight back to sleep but his alarm would wake him again, which it did a minute later. That round made no impression but I only had to wait ten minutes, during which time I dealt with the rubbish,before the alarm went off again. I confess I was as pleased as punch when he ignored it yet again as it gave me the chance to do my Sgt Major act from the doorway and remind him the coffee was there. This time he got up but today’s score was    C-2, A-2. ( Calls and alarms).

We were on our way out at 7.30 am which I think surprised both of us. He got very confused while driving and though the miles per hour showing were actually kilometres per hour. So when he saw 80 miles  per hour on the clock he thought they were kilometres which translated to 50 mph…..or that’s his excuse and he’s sticking to it. It didn’t take us long to go round the supermarket this morning despite me having food on the menu again. We just have the whole experience to a fine art. He was unhappy I got away with a smaller bill than usual and threatened to boycott the place if they don’t make more of an effort to upset me. I paid and we went for a drink. Mike had a coffee while I opted for a cold drink which was a strawberry lemonade.To Mike’s delight it made me scrunch my face up, Mike loved it thinking it was brain freeze and was not happy when I just said it was sour. We left and headed for Flint. I had to get a few things first before we could go to Temptations as I had no chocolates yet. I picked some up at Homies but Mike reckoned I should pay for them, so I did. We went for coffee and flippin’eck there was no-one we knew.

As we came out of Temptations we were both asking the other what we wanted to do with the rest of the day. I said I’d be happy to go home and was told that wasn’t happening. The point was to keep me away from my desk as long as possible. I made a few suggestions and it was decided that Ellesmere Port and then Cheshire Oaks Outlet Village were the ones. Because of Mike’s continued search for this particular ring he wants I had to recall every jeweller I knew in both places. When we arrived at and parked up in Ellesmere Port I told Mike we’d go to the market first as I remembered a jeweller there. Blow me if he didn’t find a ring he wanted. Wrong stone but the existing one could (we hope) be replaced by what he wants if we can find the right shape and size stone to buy. He’s making progress at last and the OCD can take a day off now. It was gone midday and I needed food. There’s a large ASDA store there with a good cafe inside so we headed there and had steak and ale pie with chips and peas. It was very good. I was able to take my tablets and then we left.

We headed for Cheshire Oaks next and I really wished I’d got a disability scooter when we arrived. I hated it, the place was heaving. We didn’t even go in any of the shops which were very expensive. We did walk round though and then totally knackered, Mike drove me home. I had problems staying awake in the car. We got back about 3.15 pm and once we’d unpacked the shopping I was free to start work as Mike had football on the TV. I hadn’t finished when I took a break at 6.00 pm but I thought our usual quiz was on. It turned out there was still half an hour yet. I promptly fell asleep in my chair. When I woke up we were in the dying minutes of the quiz so I’d been asleep an hour.I stayed with Mike till 10.00 pm when I knew he wouldn’t complain about me coming back  through. He caught me forgetting my evening meds though and enjoyed sending me back to take them. I managed to get the mail numbers right down before I had to stop and concentrate on the blog.

I wish you all a Wonderful new week full of Hugs and dreams come true.

 

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