Patience comes to those who wait…

I am just typing in a quick post while waiting for the pink liquid to dry, that I bathe my leg in after stripping it of last weeks dressings. It’s not too hard to fit the new ones and it saves the nurses time, to look after someone more needy. Yesterday was a bit of a literal washout, so apart from a brief moment to put some green rubbish in our recycle bin for such material I did not get out. I did do lots of other things, so there wasn’t a dull moment. I finished the latest jigsaw, it had a bit too much blue in it for my liking, but it’s done now.

Monday, I started the process of making the Xmas cake, a three day soaking of the dried fruit in brandy has begun. Thursday all the other cake ingredients are added and then it’s baked.


I also read the memoirs of the lady who lives at the bottom of our garden, so to speak. It was about her early childhood and evacuation during the war. It was very interesting. I met a guy I now know in the Cosy Nook today, he is younger than this lady, but he remembers being told he could not go out, because of loads of broken glass after a Doodlebug attack.  I have also created a Facebook and WhatsApp group for the residents of this road, most have just joined the latter. I plan to do a bit of a publicity run, on the houses on the road, I have only just announced it to members of the Twyford Facebook group so far.

I spoke to the lady who runs the Dog Palace on the island of Serifos today, I am glad I rang her, she was having a bit of a bad day, Maloney who has an existing prostrate problem, could not urinate and she was worried about him. But good news arrived later on, he is much better now. If he has a UTI, I have every sympathy. He is a bit like a Spaniel, if when you brushed him, you caught the brush in a furball, he would scamper off, hide under the bed, and growl if you approached him. He also loved catching various wildlife. But when it came down to it, he liked cuddles like his other friends up there.

Lastly,  I made this meringue pie. It’s quite a job, and I hope the yellow mixture under the whisked egg whites have set, we will know later on. Tomorrow a friend is lending me her Yamaha piano, so I can see how I get on with that! 

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