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