When Julia had her funny turn, as I now refer to it, she left her keys with one of the other staff members when she was taken off in the ambulance. Today, we arranged a meeting with suitable social distancing, to get the keys back. I stayed in the car. Did you know that it takes forty minutes for two women to pass over a set of keys? Slightly over forty minutes in fact, but writing “forty three minutes” seems overly pedantic.
It’s amazing to think of the events in between the two things – hospital, holiday, isolation…
Different lighting – different mood
Tomorrow we are going gardening. I’m going to make smoked mackerel pate tonight and we will have sandwiches, Scotch eggs and tea. It will be nice to get out. As a bonus, I should be able to get some decent new photographs.
Julia is currently outside taking yet another work call. She has left the back door open and I can hear the screaming of swifts outside. Inside, Timothy West and Prunella Scales are cruising through Yorkshire on a canal boat.
I’m watching Outback Opal Hunters at the moment. It’s fascinating stuff, though I’d rather be a gold prospector. You don’t have to work underground to find gold, which is a distinct advantage for someone who doesn’t like confined spaces. I don’t want to be crushed under tons of rock either, or poisoned by poor quality air.
Despite everything I say about vegetating in front of the TV, it can be an educational experience.
Front garden – out of control
The front garden looks great! Glad you got the opportunity for a few outdoor pics, even if they were borne of waiting overly long for a conversation to end.
🙂 Thank you.
I like the Mondrian shed.
It is always a cheery start to the day.
Yes, that garden is very pretty!
Thank you. I’m keeping my fingers crossed for a good butterfly year.
The front garden might be out of control, but it sure is pretty.
Thank you. Over the years we have had some good butterflies in there.
The front garden is amazing.
I hope that tomorrow lives up the promise.
The red valerian is all self-seeded – it’s a case of gardening by neglect.
I have a small list of jobs Julia has given me, plus a camera and a notebook ready for tomorrow. Later I will do sandwiches.
Even if the weather is bad I will be able to watch Julia working as I sit under cover.
I like to think she appreciates the tips I give her as I sip tea.