Correction.

 Just as a 'by the way', I think that the post below the most recent one, is one of a memory from 2016, which had been hanging around as a draft, for the last few years. I inadvertently published it when I opened the blog. How we came to live in Cheshire is something that got lost in the intervening years.
We knew we had to persuade Mum in law that she needed more help, but she was resisting all offers form church friends. 

We were on our way to Wales in October 17, and the car came to an abrupt halt. To cut a rather long story short we were eventually rescued, the car was fixed, we set off home after most  of a week of bussing and cycling. however, just before we reached our son's home in Cheshire, it was obvious the car had been badly fixed, and we were stranded in Cheshire for a week. Obviously, the subject of Mum in law came up. We had been searching estate agents in Hemel, but suitable properties were out of our price range.
Daughter in law  is an occupational therapist, and would be an asset to us, asked if we had looked locally, I had but agreed to another search, We came up with this one, which was ideal, so set about telling Grandma, who then told her helping friends, and they gradually, quietly withdrew their support for legitimate reasons. She then had no alternative but to agree to come and live with us.
It taught us that despite the 2 car breakdowns, and expense, God has a purpose in everything. 
When the clutch went again in York last year, 8 years later on our way to ride the Flying Scotsman, We wondered what the lesson would be.
It certainly led us to rethink our Recovery service, and this year we have saved a couple of hundred pounds by changing to another provider.

Another 'by the way 'is that in 2021 we acquired a Border Collie female pup, who is such a sweet girl. husband does all of the walking! Tom sadly, is no longer with us, but was eventually replaced by Finn, an excitable lovable 2 year old BC. We are blessed.

 

 

and this year we have saved  a couple of hundred pounds by not renewing 

  

Is this a new beginning?

 I decided today to see if I could find my old blog. Despite  few false starts, (thanks A1) I managed to locate it and see if it was still there,. It is. One of the reasons I stopped writing it, was that Mum in law came to live with us, and it would have been wrong, I felt to detail all the ups and downs of living with an Alzheimer's patient. 
The purchased of a house in Cheshire nearer our son and family would have made good blogging material, the let down of a buyer for the Bexhill bungalow, the frustrations of solicitors delays, and the decision to delay selling our Hemel property would also have been fodder, but I had enough on my plate to deal with and was so behind with stuff anyway.

So in October 2018 we moved to Cheshire, to a small town, for a dormer bungalow with enough rooms for Mum in law to have her own space in safety downstairs. We have an upstairs bedroom, with an ensuite, and there is another upstairs room which housed lots of boxes, and sadly still does.
We survived the first lockdown, with the help of carers, but as we came up to the 'tiers' in 2020, we had to resort to a place in a care home, where they couldc ater for her growing need better than we could
Meanwhile, my eldest sister succumbed to her aggressive cancer,  in September 2020, the other one survived bowel cancer and chemo. 
Despite another hospitalisation, in late 2017, my cardiologist confirmed that I do have severe white coat syndrome. Here I see a HCA, for my review, monitor BP at home, and am still here!

Despite the government hoo ha which made me feel I would be toast, if I ever got Covid, I have survived 2 bouts of it, and have had much worse common colds. Mum in law also survived Covid, and a broken hip, but went to be with her Lord at the grand old age of 98, at the end of June 2022.
As to whether I will resume this blog on a permanent basis, I am not sure. We have been on a a few holidays, a few more steam trains, including Sir Nigel Gresley, and a special trip to NYMR for The Flying Scotsman (that trip was an adventure to say the least, it led to us getting another new clutch!)

The youngest Grandchild is now 10, the eldest 16, and he has just started a Btech in computer science. There! Foe anyone who wondered what happened to me now you know!

On the day after we arrived we took Mum in Law into Eastbourne.  Firtsly we went to her favourite garden centre, as she wanted to buy some Autumn fruiting raspberry canes. I bought some more mini daffs, and we had lunch in their cafe. We drove into the town centre but she didn't seem to want to look around the shops much at all. She did come into Lakeland with me though. The next day she wanted to go to a garden centre nearer to Hastings, as she needed some stakes to train the raspberry canes. We had lunch at that garden centre, too. We could not find any stakes, but I found some more mini daff bulbs. I was so behind with my planting, but only had the hanging baskets to finish. Then we had to take her to B&Q to find some wooden stakes for the canes. We travelled back  home on the Thursday, and the journey was a bit slow in parts.
Most of the rest of the month I spent on my own as husband was on jury service at a Crown court. He took a kindle with him as there is a lot of hanging about. Actually, he got a half day off as one of the barristers had to be elsewhere, so after lunch we went over to Berkhamsted for a look around. The case was meant to last 2 weeks, but in reality lasted even longer. After the first day, he didn't take the car, either I went with him, and brought the car back, or our Daughter took him, as she works nearby.
Then he usually got the bus home,as there is a bus from that town centre which passes our door.
I had been intending to start painting the living room ceiling, but felt so tired and unmotivated, that it didn't get started.

Other October occasions

We had a week of catching up at home, then our Son and family arrived bringing Tom to stay with us. They were off to the south of France for 2 weeks, and our Daughter and family were joining them for the half term week. They were only here for a short while, but long enough for Elise to demonstrate her crawling skills.
So we spent some time walking Tom, we celebrated Lydia's 4th Bithday, where did that time go?
I'd had a letter from the G P, so had to go and see her. Apparently my cholesterol is good, not high, but when it is factored in with my age, BP problems, weight etc my risk is now much higher than it was 10 years ago. I told her I didn't want to try statins, they made my father in law very ill when he had them, so in the end she agreed I could repeat the test in about 3 months. However, I have to stay on the hated beta blockers. Meanwhile I struggle to lose weight as they slow my metabolism, and I did read that they increase blood fats!!

 Tom

Lydia's birthday cake

At last I got round to making my Christmas cake, I stayed up late till it finished cooking, and Tom kept me company. We took him to the Garden centre, and Coombe Hill, but he must have picked something up somewhere as he was sick several times including in the car.
We had eaten outside the cafe, there was water for dogs but it was a bit manky. However when we got to Coombe hill he was fine, but we had forgotten the ball. nevertheless he had a good run and lots of sniffing.

 

Autumn colours at Coombe Hill 

We had to put him back on the lead because of other dogs, but he seemed to enjoy the run. I contacted our Son, and on his instructions, Tom was only allowed cooled boiled rice for Dinner.
The family returned home at different times, our Son and his family stayed over on the Saturday. I had booked the local carvery for the Sunday, as we can't all fit round my table. It was better in that the children  didn't have to wait for their meal.
Then we went back to our Daughter's for dessert, and I attempted to get a picture of all 4 Grandchildren to put in Mum in Law's Christmas stocking, Ha! All I can say is that I take my hat off to professional photographers! No one would keep still, Elise yelled, in the end I abandoned the attempt. I knew there would be one more occasion when I could try.
Soon it was time for our Son and his family to depart for Cheshire, so we said our goodbyes.
However the busy month wasn't quite over, on the last day we packed our cases and went to visit Mum in Law I took the usual food with us, so she doesn't have to cook, and husband had contributed a lasagne! We had a good journey down there, stopping at Pease Pottage and having lunch sitting in the car. She was pleased to see us, and I helped by making up the bed. Did I mention her diagnosis? she has mild Alzheimer's, which we suspected from the loss of words and the strange conersations. Although we suspect there may be an element of deafness to which she will not admit.

October Outings

Well as I'm so far behind again I'd better get stuck right in. We arrived quite late at our rented property, at the end of September. It was somewhere we hadn't stayed before, a house that was attached to the owner's house. It transpired that the original owner had elderly parents, so he'd had his garage turned into a 2 storey extension, with 2 bedrooms. There are grab rails etc, but the new owners had removed the stair lift. They hadn't realised that we were taking bikes, so he put ours in with his till he could clear the shed of lawn mower and other things.
The bed was surprisingly comfortable, and the mattress topper not needed. On the Saturday it was raining so we drove over to Prestatyn and had a mooch around the shops there. This time we had lunch in M&S. We visited my sister in the evening.
The next day was Sunday, and we were able to walk to the little chapel in Rhuddlan. We chatted to the pastor's wife, and it transpired that she knew the people whose house we were renting. She said it would be a talking point when she next met the young Mum.
We spent the afternoon and evening with my sister, my niece had come over to visit, so we caught up with the news. Then we watched an episode of Poldark, I gave my niece a lift home to her house.
On the Monday we went into Rhyl for a look around, and for husband to get his hair cut. We met up and went to our usual cafe. I had a lovely Italian fish stew, and husband his usual lasagne.
We drove back to the house, collected our bikes, and set off down the country lane to see how far we could get. We passed the farm and continued down the narrow bit. It wasn't too bad though we got twigs in our faces, and clouds of flies rising up. We made it to the bottom, and were rewarded with lovely tarmacked cycle paths. We rode to my sister's to show her our bikes and report that we had made it down 'Gypsy lane'. Trouble is we had to ride back, and it was a bit of a hill. I only had to get off and walk once though.
On the  Tuesday, in the morning, we made our way to the 'Cob' in Rhuddlan, then we had a lovely flat ride towards Rhyl Harbour, the path actually stops before the railway line. On the way back, the cows were on the path. I was a bit nervous of being so close, but husband managed the gates, and we got through without any escaping. After a short break, we got into the car and drove over to Llandudno, arriving in time for lunch at the Cottage Loaf. This time husband had fish and chips and I had a goat's cheese panini.

Cows on the river bank

Almost there

Afterwards we did our usual tour of the shops, starting at Roberts' shoe shop for me. I don't think I actually bought anything, and husband resisted temptation in the kitchen shop. We had a leisurely drive back, and a light meal before spending the evening as usual with my sister.
I didn't feel in the mood for visiting Chester, so had a browse on the National Trust webpage, deciding on Conwy. After an excellent lunch at the Pressroom, I've forgotten the details, we visited the old suspension bridge, including the toll cottage. We also went to Aberconwy house, an old merchant's house with a fascinating history. Following this we walked down to the harbour, then up via the kitchen shop, which has moved, then up and over the railway back to the car.

Toll house

tides cafe

On the Thursday, in the morning I bought flowers and visited my parents' grave. Aparently the cemetery is pretty full now, so more land will be required soon. Unfortunately the ground there gets very wet and boggy at times.
Then later, we got the bikes out, and rode round the bounds, then over the H bridge, up to the promenade and on to Llandulas, where we stopped for lunch at The Tides as before.  Husband had soup, I had a Coronation chicken panini, which rings a bell. I may have had something with Coronation chicken in Conwy! I was finding it hard going on the way back.  I sat down for a rest on a bench near Pensarn, and husband insisted my gears were wrong and fiddled with them. This caused them to start slipping, so by the time we got to the new Clwyd bridge I was not in a good temper, and felt we should stop for a drink at the new cafe there. I led the way through the estates at the back of Rhyl, and managed to lose husband at one point on the estate where I lived for 5 years in my late teens. He hadn't noticed I'd turned left. It did give me a rest whilst waiting for him.

Bridge open for a yacht

By the time we were back at the cottage I was exhausted, I'd done 18 miles. I've not ridden that far since I was a teenager. We spent the last evening as usual with my sister, sadly she never wants to come out with us in the daytime. Then we began our packing before bed, and were up early to get everything packed. Not able to contact the owner, we put the keys through his letterbox, and he appeared afew minutes later for a final chat.
We drove back our usual way, A55, A41, calling at the Dobbie's garden  centre for lunch and a browse. We just about beat 3 coachloads of pensioners to the cafe, they hadn't booked so there was a delay in some of the food, fortunately not ours. Then M6 and M1,fairly busy as it was Friday.
As usual it was good to be home back in our own bed. I will write about the rest of October later.

September stories

I'm sorry for my long absence, we've had a busy time on way or another,and I haven't felt up to getting my thought so paper as it were.
On the first day of September, we went over to Watford to collect husband's camera from the place where it was being repaired and cleaned. Watford resembles a huge building site,and access from our usual car park involves walking down a  timber constructed corridor. We had a browse round some shops, but didn't spend a lot of time there, the noise from the construction sites doesn't make it an appealing place.
The next day was our Grandson Ethan's 3rd Birthday. He had a small party in the morning at home, and then they travelled down to us. They had booked a local premier Inn again, as disturbed nights seemed to be the order of the day. We had dinner together, Ethan opened his gift from us, then they departed for the inn, leaving Tom with us. The next day I packed up a picnic, and we all set off for ZSL Whipsnade. The forecast wasn't good, but the weather remained fine, although cold so we ended up wearing waterproofs as windcheaters, as we walked around. it's very open up there on the downs
We pooled our food, having secured an outdoor table, then went under cover for a while, so that the children could work off some energy in the play area, then resumed with a visit to the butterfly house.

It was probably between the penguins and the lions that it started to rain, by the time we reached the giraffes it was relentless, so we decided to call it a day.

 Elephant family

See you later!

Butterfly house

sheltering with giraffes

Husband and I nipped home, dried off, and picked up some things, then we headed off to our daughter's taking Tom with us. Dogs aren't allowed in zoos. We had a Birthday tea, and then a Thomas the Tank engine cake which I had found in Sainsbury's.
As there are so many of us now, we don't fit well round the table, so we had lunch out, on the Sunday The kids got a bit fed up waiting for their meal, so we didn't bother with dessert, but went back to our Daughter's house for ice creams, then it was time for our son and his family to collect Tom's stuff and off they went.
 A couple of days later I was surprised to see Christmas food on sale in the shops, madness! A few days later the weather changed and we went to visit Mum in Law in Bexhill. The next day it was really hot so when we went into Eastbourne, I suggested sandwiches on the sea front for lunch. It was very pleasant sitting there, but when the time came to walk back Mum in law said she would rather have gone to our usual place for lunch.
Th next day we went into Bexhill. She wanted to try and get something sorted about a bill she had had for a card she has. Her eyesight is quite bad, but the ladies in the shop quickly reassured her that her balance was zero. How I wish she had shown me the bill before we left. We then parked in Bexhill and sat on the sea front for a while. I needed to find a ladies room so left the other 2, and then afterwards, I nipped up a side street to look in a shop or 2. I met husband on the way back, he was walking to get his steps up. Mum in law was where we had left her, so we had an ice cream, and then went back to the bungalow.
She seemed more confused at times and had said some really odd things to me, so I was glad that the ladies who had visited from social services had urged her to see the GP about her memory problems. She was waiting to go to a memory clinic.
Husband did a bit of weeding for her, we left the next day at around lunchtime, and had a bit of a slow journey on the M25.
We visited a garden centre to try and find something to fill in gaps in my pots, we also sorted a cupboard and a lot of stuff was shredded, and husband found his long lost savings certificates.
The weather had soon changed back from mini heatwave, so I began the task of putting away summer clothes and getting out the Autumn/Winter stuff.
I had my review with the G P, I had a moan about the awful side effects from the beta blockers, and
as my home readings were good, got permission to lessen the dose. I duly went for my fasting blood tests, was in and out in 15 minutes, as there were 3 phlebotomists on duty, then went for my usual tea and toast to break my fast.
On 30th September, it was my sister's 80th Birthday. We travelled up to North Wales, taking the bikes, but arriving quite late. My sister with the Birthday was to have joined us for a tea party at the other sister's house, but as her husband was unwell, she sadly had to cancel. I'm not sure when we will all get together again.