Hello Lovely Kitchen ladies
Lots of happenings on here today. So pleased to hear everyone being positive. Especially glad that you seem to have turned a corner, soop - sometimes all it takes is a good rant, the air clears and an idea strikes. Et voilà, no more tears and feeling like a victim.
It does seem a shame that we always have to stand up and march into battle with a plan when we need medical help; but I'm becoming more and more convinced that with the huge numbers of patients, most Doctors/Surgeries work on the "no news is good news" basis. Meaning, they don't hear from you ...so you must be o.k.!!!
Glad that your lovely man came home with news from afar. It's ridiculous that such small things mean so much now, but it's slightly encouraging that Scotland is moving forward from tomorrow, with households being able to meet up for the first time? That's going to cheer lots of people, I'm sure - especially Grans.
I was having a very good day. After coffee and before floor washing, I decided to sweep the courtyard. Every day there are petals and leaves and dust blowing in there. I then spotted a spider on the house wall next to my shoulder. Saw the "skull" image on its body, couldn't remember what it was. Had a small panic and ran indoors to check on the computer. In so doing, I rounded the corner to my desk, whacked my foot really hard on a chair leg (is that doing a Mr Doodle?) and struck my knee on the desk. Endless bad language then I spotted that my little toe was bleeding - I have all but removed the toe nail! Trying not to think about that I checked that the spider was only capable of a nasty bite - not a Black Widow but a False Widow. Seen one or two before down here, but I'm not a great spider lover and certainly not since my DH was badly bitten in Greece (and ill for 10 days) by some kind of spider.
We kill nothing in our house, but I decided that it had to go. Outvoted by my DH, so I put it in a glass with a postcard over the top and he carried it down the drive and up the track towards the vineyards. It was last seen scuttling around the vines! If it comes back, I shall be extremely put out.
So, poor old dear now has a dodgy toe, a broken sandal and I am struggling to deal with it. It has had a bath, an antiseptic spray and a gauze pad fastened around it. When I am feeling stronger, I shall attempt to cut the nail so that at least I am more comfortable - until it falls off.
I could definitely do with some of Madgran's Amaretto Mousse - any chance of the recipe, please? But I shall probably have to wait a while for that, so will content myself with another look at that beautiful little child's socks and boots and little legs. Such a sweetie, he is.
You'd laugh at our recent "Vet's visit", N&G. Our dear cat, requires daily drugs for his kidneys. He needed some more tablets, but rather than making an appointment to go see our lovely Vet, who in normal circumstances is such a laugh and so pleased to see us, but who is currently rushed off his feet; we go to his Wife's Cave/wine shop, which saves us a journey. She takes our drugs to her shop, we turn up, we collect and pay for the drugs and at the same time we buy some wine. That's civilised Vet visiting, South of France style.
Keep taking care all you smashing people.
Hugs from France x