Well, you've made my day. How wonderful you were able to share a family's sadness and now you have a telephone appointment, dear soop. Hope you will remind Mac to remind you NOT to underplay your symptoms and problems when you speak to your Consultant. This nonsense must stop and normal life needs to get going again chez Soop!!
Wonderful news cornergran. All your good work and kind deeds are to be continued for the little cat. How grateful your friend would be. I'm so pleased and especially if solving that problem gives the grieving family some peace of mind.
Be glad of the sunshine. Yes, I bet it is hot but try to think how good it is for you - all that Vitamin D and your Serotonin levels will get a boost and you'll be much more cheery. The Great Greyness will return soon enough, I expect.
I told my Eye Doc the other day (a man who has worked in the UK and who loves England), the old joke about English weather. He roared with laughter :
How do you know when it's summer in England ?
The rain's warmer !
Hope that raised a small smile.
I am irritable today but for a different reason. For days I have been scratching at my sides and middle like an old tramp - not a good look. Even the dogs are giving me the side eye now !!
Then this morning I recalled that whilst sitting sewing the other afternoon, I noticed (without the aid of my currently missing double glazing!!!) a tiny orange creature on my white table. A creature that I recognised from days in the fields of Normandy but normally so tiny that it's impossible to see unless it's in a group with hundreds of others and then it can still look only the size of a pin head - usually on the noses or between the toes of dogs and cats or anything that sits around on the grass. They burrow for a couple of days somewhere warm, like an armpit or worse, a legpit ! Then they leave, and the scratching that they cause is enough to drive one mad. One year I went to my Vet for the dog's treatment with some special shampoo. Wish there was a shampoo for humans, said my Vet, as we both danced around and scratched and fidgeted fit to burst.
The insects in France that do this are called Aoûtats (Ootah)
and only normally occur in the month of Août (Oot) - August after the harvests. They are so much smaller than mites or chiggers and they are a nightmare. So I am sitting in a cool room with an ice pack on my middle, before attacking some ironing. All the wonderful creams we have in our cabinet - most containing small amount of Cortisone and which work for every known bite, don't work for these critters.
One year I found some lotion made by Avon and which was used by the British Army for keeping most insect life away. It worked like a dream. It contained a chemical called Picaridin. Now they only sell it in the USA and it can't be flown anywhere. My girl friend there bought 8 bottles to send to me and was almost thrown out of the post office when she tried to mail it. Fortunately in insect riddled Florida, she was able to sell it all to other friends, but it is obviously a problem which I am not going to easily overcome. And it's June and I've not been near any dry grass, so am doubly indignant.
Happy today though, and so happy with your news. Let's hope that we get some more good things happen on this thread.
Sending (only) Greek yoghurt and fresh fruit to the Kitchen because The Diet has started. No more excuses. Still keeping away from real life until we have the chance to test whether incoming tourists will bring problems here, but in the meantime must lose some of the weight I have happily gained munching my way through cares and worries and being shut in.
Have a good afternoon, all. Hugs from France. x