Wednesday 1st September 2021

 

Kitchen island and other things

 Wednesday 1st September 

Another busy,  busy week. But in a good way with a lot of things achieved.

A bone scan showed that the osteoporosis is still alive and well, and we need serious consideration as to the don’t do that list.  After several weeks with plasters on it should be easier to split what I can and can’t do for safety reasons.

But after taking a decision to move on and get a couple of things done there has been good progress on the kitchen island which has been waiting endlessly to be made safe and have castors fitted.  With the help of the wonderful Anne, who is a bit of a font of  knowledge , we were put in touch with someone who contacted us, arrived about four hours later, looked at what we want, quoted a price and is going to return in three/four days to carry out the job.  Now, that’s what I call moving.  And, presumably if we need anything else doing he will be our man.

A couple of hours was spent working in the garden yesterday  and started making some progress on one area.  I am back to little and often to get it back up to the mark.

I was pleased to get some sweet pea seeds the other day and look forward in getting them in a couple of the hanging baskets.  They remind me of the wonderful colours and perfumes of years ago.

Mr D has been suffering from a sore throat for a few days, of course the virus crossed our minds but his doctor assured him that antibiotics and some paracetamols would do the job.  

Our cleaner did a wonderful job for us yesterday and is looking forward to a day off next week as it ties in with my second eye operation and probably I would be best left in the quiet.

Looking forward (ha ha) to having real eye sight again after quite some time.

So, all in all, everything is going well.

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