Yes, I read a lot of low-brow books…
It was raining when I woke up yesterday, it stayed raining all day and I’m not sure when it finished. It was the sort of rain that fell without enthusiasm, resulting in a sulky teenager of a day. I didn’t enjoy it. In the afternoon I had a hospital appointment, again. It was quite short, which made it more annoying. It took me longer to travel than I spent with the anaesthetist, and I can see the hospital from my house. I actually waited longer for the appointment (which was twenty minutes late), than I spent in the consultation. And all because the hospital couldn’t be bothered to organise itself to have everything done on one day.
It’s typical NHS – the attitude that we have nothing better to do than travel to and from hospital on their whim.
To make it worse, they had horse racing on TV. It’s a subject I’m not sure about, Great stories, the Sport of Kings, heroism, endeavour and spectacle. Plus rich people playing, animal cruelty, gambling and crime. You can see why Dick Francis was able to become a best seller. My head is now crammed with information about soft going, high knee actions and bloodlines that I really don’t need.
More books
Julia just sent me some pictures of the trip to Niagara Falls with the boys. I’d like to be with the family, though I’m not unhappy on my own. I’m also not bothered about the falls. I’ve seem much nicer waterfalls in England and I didn’t need to risk my health by flying in a metal tube filled with germ-ridden strangers.
And now, I’m off to do things – pharmacy then lunch with my sister. That reminds me – I need to get vaccinated again. I really must remember as there is a time limit on it.
After that I need to do enough to make it look like I’ve been working on decluttering over the two weeks Julia has been away.
And finally . . . Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com
I remember seeing Niagara Falls when I was about 5 years old. I forget why my family drove up into Canada that year. Maybe just a short vacation. At that age I was in awe of the giant rainbow created by the falls.
It always looks impressive in pictures. My Dad went in 1967 when he was working at Expo 67 in Montreal and came back with some Viewmaster reels of it. Sounds like something from a diferent world, doesn’t it?
It was a different world back then, for sure.
Indeed it was. 🙂
I have seen a few waterfalls around here and it always amazing to see them in full flood but it is so nice to see the tiny one that you discover around a bend in the path. Big isn’t always better.
In the case of waterfalls this is definitely true, not that we really have many big ones here.
We got our jabs today so we are feeling well looked after. I like your summing up of horse racing. I have read a lot of Dick Francis.
I really must remember mine. Julia, it seems, isn’t allowed one this time. It’s a mixed blessing as me being allowed one merely signifies that my immune system is officially useless.
Thanks for the reminder about vaccination
Easy to forget now everything is more relaxed, isn’t it?
Yep
I see TP has just had his, we must remember ours.