Hi Bloggets. I’m
back. I took Waggatail with my neighbour on the bus for a coffee then headed to
the grocery shop to get some mid-week goodies. OK, I know it’s the start of the
week, but you know when you fancy a treat mid-week?
You don’t? Oh. Just
me then? So perhaps I should start this again? So it’s not mid-week, and may be
no one else but me fancy’s a mid-week treat, well, never the less, I bought a
pizza and a couple of other nice things, not dimension the wine. Well, that is
for Hub. Our friend Geordie bought him a bottle to make better a bad time last
week, and he loved it. So loaded up with this and that, totally forgetting we
had to get the bus home and not my friend’s car… Bless her, she carried the
majority of everything and she is the height of a pepper pot, but obviously
strong. My Waggatail did really good, well, apart from walking past the bus
stop on the way there and on the way home, finding the seat where we stand and
wait, but when the bus came, she would not walk to the door of the bus, this is
why no way I could do this on my own. Really, she did the shops great, but the
rest of it, was dreadful. She’s not at all consistent, but she lay under the
table in the coffee shop for two and a half hours whilst my friend Di and I
talked. Gosh, that girl can talk? Hehehe. I must be honest and say my jaw is
rather stiff…
Back home now, my boy text today to say he was OK. What he
is doing, not sure, but knowing his father, perhaps a walk, followed by a drink
of some kind of alcohol and a game of pool. Well, as long as they are having a
good time…
My Wagga is so tired, she worked and is happy with that
rather than hanging around the house all day. She is still lying where BB lay;
it’s odd she never lay there before. In fact, I couldn’t get her off my feet.
It’s a sunny day and I have just had a blonde moment. Hearing a beep beep sound, I wondered who
smoke alarm it was . Thinking, they really should turn it off or wave a tea
towel around it? Oh what if they are out and their house is on fire? Oh maybe
it’s a car alarm?
Em
No
It was my timer on my oven….
OK, I’m red enough, just don’t tell anyone?
Hub will be home soon, so I shall make tea then run around
the house with the vacuum and puff up the cushions to make it look like I have been busy
all day, haha, rather than a lady of leisure?
Bless him, the fact is, he would love it if I was a lady of leisure.
I hope you have all had a great day today? If not, there is
always tomorrow? Really I have had the worst few days and I am sure I will have
forever sadness in my heart, but today is my first day when I have felt like I
can go out and be normal with friends.
Did you hear the horrible news about the 25 year old man who
b headed an 82 year old lady in or near London? He didn’t even know her.
What on earth is this nasty world coming to? It’s not all
bad though, there are some very good people out there but sadly we don’t hear
from them.
Do you know my arm still hurts from my blood test last
Wednesday?
Never before I have been so affected by this.
I just really hope that it will give me good news in the
future about my eyes, research and so on?
Oh whilst my friend and I were outside in the avenue of all
sorts today, we got talking to a sweet neighbour and I heard thump thump on the
gravel in a nearby garden. Almost elephant like, with huge feet.
My friend whispered in a rather loud voice,
“That’s the transvestite!”
My God, no, never? The same man who wears sparkles and high
heels? Apparently so. She went onto tell me that he was a builder through the
day… Haha. Well, you just never know, do you?
He really isn’t one to socialise with his neighbours though,
as not even a hello! And I told you my friend invited him her to our street
BBQ, but he didn’t come.
Bless him, I guess it must be difficult, as a lot of people
will stair, well, I know two people in our street who won’t stare? Hub and I.
We found out that a lovely old colleague of Hubs died on
Sunday. I say old, as in he worked for Hubs last organisation for so many years.
We went to Norway last year on business and he was there and what a really
lovely man. Only in his early fifties, and was as fit as a fiddle. Got home
from there and a few months later, was told he had MD I think it was, and had
no more than two years to live. Well he got to six months. Don’t quote me
please on his condition. I just know he was fit, knew nothing of it, ended up
in a chair and couldn’t move. How cruel. He was so lovely and amazingly
helpful. I really liked and respected him.
My canary, Irish, is singing like a whistling kettle today with
the odd tune thrown in for effect.
OK, I shall go for now, Time to open the cleaning cupboard
and watch what flies out…
Until later Bloggets with an update on my silent Niece. X
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