On the Monday husband was back at work His Mum and I walked down to Sainsbury's, bumping into an old neighbour of mine on the way. Mum in law was very pleased that H remembered where she was living, she had not met H before, H regaled us with the story of her son's wedding, which involved 3 ceremonies, due to cultural differences. That's the second wedding I've heard of this year that had 3 ceremonies.
I'm sorry to say that after lunch we both dozed off, so apart from the vacuuming I did in the morning, Monday was not very productive. I did however do my exercises the required 3 times.
Tuesday we went with daughter to the big family run garden centre near St Albans where we had lunch in their excellent cafe. Whilst we were eating it began to rain, in fact it poured down. the roof of the cafe is plastic sheeting so it was very noisy. 'Oh' said Grandma, 'Your washing'. I shrugged, there was nothing I could do about it,' It may not be raining at home' I replied. After lunch we had a wander round. I picked up a fuchsia, their plant of the month; Daughter hesitated then chose one. Oh dear, she will be hooked. I picked 2 more lights for the garden, as some of ours have failed, and I chose a gardenia for my kitchen window sill. Suddenly I stopped, 'How are we going to get this all in the car?'. The push chair takes up a lot of room in the boot. I decided we must go to the checkout forthwith, where they kindly placed our things in boxes. As we got to the car, the heavens opened again, and it was almost like hail. We got everything in, just, and I sat peering through a forest of fuchsia leaves as I had one on my lap.Talk about 'Down in the jungle'.
The rain continued to lash down, and 2 lanes of traffic were escorted part way to the M1, by a police car doing 40 mph. We came off the motorway and saw that a taxi had left the road, just after the slipway. As we drove along after our exit I suddenly noticed that the road was completely dry. We transferred my stuff to my boot, and helped Daughter indoors with her stuff. Later when we reached home, there was my washing, quite dry, although the lawn was a bit wet. so obviously the torrential downpours had not reached here, perhaps just one shower. What a difference a few miles can make.
Wednesday morning Grandma changed her mind about coming to Sainsbury's with me, she was going into town. Then she changed her mind again, and said she would start weeding one of my borders. It had been weeded before the holiday, but of course when we were away it rained a lot here, and we came home to lots of weeds. My time was spent in picking the masses of fruit, and I had just pulled up the odd weed. After my op I didn't feel like getting down to the weeding, and again had just pulled a few up. So she had quite a task.
After lunch I dropped her at Daughter's as I had a physio appointment. She said I am doing quite well, and introduced band exercises, to give more resistance,( that is a wide rubber band, not a brass band!) I called back at Daughter's for a while, Grandma had been weeding there too. I left Grandma there, came home, had a doze and waited for husband to come home. We then drove up there for a meal. Unfortunately, as I let myself in I called 'Hello', and a certain young man heard me. He had been sleepy , but then became wide awake. His Daddy came home and tried to get him to sleep , but he wasn't having any of it! He ended up joining us at the table, in his high chair, and munching on chicken, veg, then a few berries, after which he was happy to go back to bed and settled down
Whilst Grandma was here she had mentioned to husband that she would like to replace some of her Poole pottery cups and asked him to keep a look out in charity shops. After he had gone to bed I went one better, and found some on ebay, which I duly bought and they were delivered in time for her to take them home.
On Thursday we decided to go over to Berkhamsted, which is where Grandma used to shop quite a lot at one time. However it began to rain, and although Baby had raincovers, and Grandma a hood, the other two of us were just in cardigans, so we dodged in and out of shops, then after a visit to the craft shop decided we had had enough. I went into Waitrose, where we had eaten lunch and did a bit of shopping to redeem the car park ticket. They do my favourite yoghurts there in different flavours too, so I stocked up.
Friday morning I again dropped Grandma at Daughter's as I had a hydrotherapy appointment, so Daughter took her to the station. I called at daughter's with some quiche , but she had already eaten, so I had lunch then baby minded whilst she washed the kitchen floor. She had to go out, but was to drop baby off later whilst she did some more sorting out. Husband came home early, so was delighted to see Baby, and we had fun with him, and then I gave him some food. All too soon his Dad came to collect him, so we had our evening meal then settled down to watch a DVD. I had to do my own washing up though, first time since my 'op'.
Grandma had made some gaps in the flower bed as some of my busy Lizzies had lost their flowers, so yesterday after the morning shopping we went back to our usual garden centre. They had very little stock, but I managed to find enough to fill the gaps.
The weather has improved, today we had Sunday lunch in the garden, then I sat for a while with the Telegraph general knowledge crossword to top up my vitamin D. Nearly time now for a cuppa, which I will probably take outside. I will try to upload some pics.
|I can reach Grandad's keyboard|
|Down the hatch!|
|So, is there any left?|
|I think I can see a bit in the bottom|