First job of the day was to wake up. I did not achieve total success in carrying out this task. My mistake had been uttering those immortal words “I’ll just have another few minutes.” I set my new phone to give me 15 more minutes and, 25 minutes after it went off, was found cuddling it affectionately to my bosom.
Julia soon put a stop to that.
We visited the Mencap garden next and I had a look at the progress made during the week. Julia is aiming to build some interest amongst group members and to tidy up a bit. It’s never going to be immaculate, and that isn’t the intention, but she is aiming to make the garden more productive and define the wildlife areas more clearly. We know from bitter experience that visitors are all to keen to complain about weeds, and that this always causes problems.
Then, after coffee and cake (the remains of our stash from Mrs Botham) it was time to go home. It also seemed a good time to take Julia’s new Facebook profile photo. She always looks happier after cake.
I realise that cake for breakfast is probably frowned on by Big NHS Brother but what harm can a bit of cake do? The sultanas alone must be worth one of my five a day, and if they really want us to go to ten a day I’m going to struggle without cake.
Great job, cake, wonderful husband – you just have to smile
From home, it was off to the anticoagulant clinic again. I won’t bore you will the details, but after struggling to get my blood to respond to anticoagulants they are now struggling to stop it responding. I let them flap for a bit, but as stress is a killer I decided not to worry about it.
Final job of the morning is checking out a few blogs and writing my first post of the day. That is now done, and after loading a few pictures I will be doing my first job of the afternoon, which is eating lunch. The other plans are collect prescription, shop for evening meal, visit duck pond, eat ice cream and watch Pointless.
In the evening I shall coerce Number One son into washing up, collect Number Two son from the station, cook tea, dispense unwanted fatherly advice on a variety of subjects, and complain that nobody speaks clearly these days. They will counter this final assertion by pointing to hearing aid adverts on the TV, though I may well be asleep before any come on.
Beautiful photos, Quercus, especially Julia!
Sorry to hear about the anticoagulant problems. You are right, worrying doesn’t help.
🙂 The wait also gives me time to read.
Amazing that weeds cause such consternation! Perhaps just as amazing that there are any left, considering humanity seems to have such a loathing of them.
We’re just about to make soup from our latest “crop” of nettles, which also provide butterfly food. I suppose it’s a question of how you look at them.
Yes, nettle soup is very nice 😊.
🙂 Yes, I need to do more foraging.
Good in so many ways. I’ve got plenty of nettles to eat at home right now but I’ll be out foraging later in the year.
🙂
That Olympus Digital camera is doing some good work.
Thank you. I’m finally getting used to it. 🙂
I have been known to count mango ice cream as one of my five a day….
Mangoes are fruit so I see nothing wrong with this, particularly as milk is known to be good for you. 🙂
Lovely picture of Julia!
I had to take about 20 to get her to smile and face the camera with her eyes open! No coffee until after the photos next time.