Good evening, folks. Panache it sounds as if you have truly been through the wringer and I admire your fortitude and that of Mr P. Continue to build up your strength and post on here because we missed you!
Soop that is a lovely portrait; as always your talent shines through it.
Morethan that must have been a dreadfully difficult thing for your son and DiL to have to face up to, and so hard for the little ones, but once they know how things are, children are often better at dealing with things like this than we give them credit for, and we must hope that that will be the case. And they have truly wonderful grandparents in you and your DH.
Jud we were out walking today and passed two cottages where the owners had placed baskets of apples outside for people to help themselves to without charge. One had some wonderful Bramleys so I took a couple - it seemed greedy to take more and they were quite large! You have just reminded me that they are till in my rucksack. I had a bag of windfall eaters last week from a neighbour of DD’s and they are cut up and in the freezer. It has been a good year for apples, and we had a good crop of plums too. Glad Georgie is enjoying her walks.
We had a walk along the river Derwent today and the water levels are still low, but fish were rising and I was surprised to see the largest flock of mandarin ducks I have ever come across. There must have been fifteen in all, adults and juveniles. They are ornamentals and I have seen pairs here and there over the years, but they certainly seem to have established themselves on this river. They are lovely but look strangely out of place among the native mallards.
We had some sad news today. My eldest neice’s lovely husband, whose prostate cancer was seemingly under control, has been told it has now spread to other organs. He is waiting to see what treatment they can offer him, but she is devastated. He has always been a very fit man with a healthy lifestyle and is only in his mid sixties. I was shocked, as it is only about three weeks since I spoke to her last and there was no inkling of what was to come. There seems to be no limit to life’s nasty blows. I hope with all my heart that they can treat it.