On Saturday I went for a pedicure and eyebrow treatment. It is pretty good being pampered once in a while isn’t it. Just as I was leaving she handed this little box to me. Inside was a piece of fruit cake which was so good.
Rachel had celebrated her fiftieth birthday a couple of days earlier. I was touched that she had remembered me.
Happy birthday Rachel. You look stunning.
I was delighted to have a visit from one cairn called Ziggy. I had this breed for many years, and even had a litter of pups. I have a particular fondness for these lovable characters. So naughty and so independent. Trudy loved him and by the time he left she was tired and grumpy but he was on a roll. It brought it home to me how challenging a pup is. In Trudy’s defence I love setters too.
It’s such a beautiful day so I decided Trudy and I would go for a walk.
First dilemma. Should I wear wellies or walking boots. Decided against the wellies as driving is not best achieved wearing wellies. The walking boots then. But a struggle to get them on. The outcome I kept my shoes on.
I arrived at Hocombe (my favourite place), looked at the ground and thought I’ve made a mistake, but it wasn’t as wet as I thought.
Walked through the woods and the leaves were falling all around. It felt like a snow storm but not the right colour. Gorgeous.
Bumped into an elderly gentleman who was walking his daughter’s dogs. Struck up a conversation. He said he walked the dogs most days as his daughter, (who used a shed in his garden) was putting the finishing touches to complete the quilts that people had made. That must be so difficult because everyone has their own personal vision as to how it should look.
My daughter turned her hand at quilting, but haven’t heard much about this enterprise recently.
As soon as you step out the front door and bump into someone have a natter and return home, you immediately feel more alive and positive.
An emotional day. All those very brave people past and present. It makes you want to be a better person.
I sat watching the television and I told dad (who is no longer with us) that I was watching it for him. I always look at things once and then sgain so my loved ones can see too. He was an emotional person and I’m sure he would have spent quite a lot of time crying, as did I.
Trudy was picked up for her walk and then went to church. She didn’t go inside but made friends with a dog who was home after a tour of duty in Afghanistan. It’s not just humans who are brave but lots of animals too.
Mind. I have a very brave friend who is fighting cancer for the second time. What is bravery?
I feel really guilty for not writing this blog before now, but in truth haven’t had much to write about.
My breathlessness has caused me to retreat even further into my world. Not nice. I desperately want to feel well enough to get out and about and meet others.
I did see the Consultant last week and he reckoned that the pacemaker could do with a tweak, which I had done, and I believe a difference has been made.
I nipped up to the charity shop this morning, but the only thing I came home with were dog toys, that were kiddies toys in a previous life.
Cup of coffee and my day has become more interesting.
How is your Christmas planning going, I haven’t started because I don’t know what to buy. That isn’t strictly true but some things I’ve looked at are too expensive for me.
Received my wedding invite to my grandaughters big day. It is in Mauritius and sadly I feel it’s just too far for me.
Enjoy your day.
I’ve still been more or less house bound although I have managed to walk round the corner to our local Tesco store, but I decided it was time to visit the vet with puss. She has been driving me mad, disturbing my peace at night and generally acting strangely.
Very kindly my daughter stepped up to the plate and took me,puss and Trudy for our visit.
Walked in to see a westie very happily sitting in a doggy pushchair. The dog was elderly so was unable to walk far. As his family wanted to go walking they bought him a pushchair. Even “daddy” pushed the chair.
Next was a mummy pug with one tiny tiny puppy. The puppy that was bought in was the only one who survived. Such a sad outcome.
They think puss might have thyroid problems so she had to donate some blood which she wasn’t too happy about, and we are now waiting for the results.
Early evening I received unexpected sad news. My long time ex partner has died and although we had parted many years ago I felt so sad. He was a lot younger than me so he left us much earlier than I would have liked, and I fear he was on his own. His wife had left him and returned to the UK.
Sleep was difficult for me.