Good morning all from a mild, but wild Glasgow. It't 12°here, the mildest New Year on record.
My first thoughts were for Granny Somerset, such a sad time for you. I pray that with the support of your family, you will find the strength and peace to get through the coming weeks. ?
Baubles, I hope your PCR is negative. DS2 messaged to say that he and his fiancée are awaiting test, since some of future DIL's family, nurses and police officers have tested positive after a Boxing Day get together. I think it is unavoidable now. DS2 is vulnerable, ( he carries an Epipen) like Dollie and I, so I am very concerned.
On a lighter note, I received a letter yesterday with a dedicated phone number, saying that I was eligible for priority PCR testing and anti viral medication if I catch ( God forbid) Covid. Some heartening news at last!
I did email the Chief Medical Officer to ask why anti viral treatment was available in England for the immunocompromised, but not in Scotland. Result!
Yesterday did not quite go quite to plan. The Morrisons' order arrived in torrential rain. It was like a Laurel and Hardy sketch, with DD and DH falling over each other, trying to empty the trays in the pouring rain. Everything was soaked and in the middle of DD ranting about wet soup and cornflour packets and unwelcome substitutions, I had a dizzy spell, then began to feel as if I was going to faint.
DD and DD were so busy getting each other's way, they didn't even notice, until I disappeared to sit down! To cap it all, essential stuff was missing and after sorting out who's shopping was who's, DH decided to mix it all up again by helping to put it away.
We then had Diva DD, screeching about missing items. They were NOT missing, just displaced by DH.......and breathe!
On the request of DH and SIL, I made sticky toffee pudding. Even although a seasoned baker, I had never made it before. When I looked at the recipe, I decided to double up, but forgot to double some of the amounts. I usually write the double up amounts down, but didn't want to write on my new Michel Roux cookbook, a gift from SIL.
The finished article looked too runny, so I set DH the task of looking it up on YouTube, in order to see how runny it should be. He footered so much and spent so much time looking, I gave up and eventually banged it in the oven.
In the middle of Toffeegate, the landline rang. It was DS1, to say Dollie wouldn't be coming, as DIL had tested positive again, despite it being 12 days, since her PCR test. He then got cut off, but a few minutes later, my mobile and the landline were rang at the same time.
My call was from the NHS ( heart sinks, have I been pinged?). so I asked DH to answer the landline. I then noticed as well as the NHS call, I had one from DS. I couldn't access the NHS one, to press any key on the key pad, because my phone was flashing with DS's number.
I asked DH who had been on the landline. ^I heard you talking on the phone, so I hung up, I thought you had answered it!!???????
I wept at the thought of not seeing Dollie.
An hour later, the phone rang once more and it was DS1 again, saying DIL had phoned the Coronovirus helpline for advice.
They advised that this happened with people who have had Covid, but she would no longer be infectious and was free to visit. I wept again, this time tears of joy!
DS said they would only come, if I was comfortable with it. It turns out Dollie had got up early and dressed herself in her best clothes to come down to see us.
Part of our gifts to Dollie was a Beano box of jokes. She spent the whole afternoon squealing with delight , playing tricks on us. She reminded me so much of DS2. We spent a lot of time in Tam Shepherd's Joke Shop in Glasgow, when he was young.
The icing on the cake was seeing DS and DH, testing a few whiskies and chatting like old times, like they used to do. It reminded me so much of my dear FIL and DH, despite having eight children, my MIL used to say I was his favourite.
A glimmer of hope in a terrible two years.
I need to gird my loins, DD has insisted in making dinner today in my kitchen, in my ovens, but before that, I must go and sort the boozy marmalade for my neighbours, which hasn't set.
Every new Year, they get a gift of treats from me, but I haven't been so enthusiastic this time.
However, the tablet was so good, I have eaten much of it, so it will be a small, bag for them!
Sending my very best wishes for a happier and healthier year for all my GN friends. Here's to us! ?