Blossoming Dear lady, I know only too well what a shake-up a fall can be. My very worst fall...flat on my face on a concrete slab occured several years ago on August 4th. 
Nannytopsy Baby will soon be here. We shall all cheer loudly and celebrate in style. 
Before I do yet more Kitchening, I am popping outside to dead-head a million flowers. After which, I shall return. We shall need a new gathering place shortly. Would not miss the move for the world.
I went into the garden thinking...I shall simply deadhead the flowers, after which, I shall sit in the sun and admire the view. So...after deadheading, I had the urge to force myself into thicket and dig out rogue brambles festooned with miles of that dreadful "sticky weed". I had to sit on a boulder at 4:30 as my back had locked and I felt very unsteady. MrS helped me to the bench. He made a brew. There are two heaped wheelbarrows of detritus and I feel that we have made good use of a delightfully sunny afternoon. I have very mucky feet and I need to scrub my finger nails. So...that was what I've been up to since just after lunch. Daft as a bristleless brush. 
Yes, indeed, we shall need a new kitchen very soon. I am away to rearrange the chairs and prepare a buffet. Should any of you lovely lot be the last visitor to this kitchen, please will you open our spanking new one. The key is in the usual place. I shall join you again tomorrow. In the meantime...
Good evening lovely Kitcheners. I am stiff and sore as might be accepted but nothing broken. I can’t share a pic of my bruises as they’re not in an accessible place. A couple of corkers along my spine and over my ribs at the side.
It’s been a lovely sunny day here, I have cycled for 45 minutes to Nowheresville and spent an hour practicing my Gaelic. A few bruises won’t stop me from doing anything (except housework 
I’m loving all your photos. I’m nodding now, as I didn’t have a comfortable night. Nap time ?
“buenas tardes”. ?
Another glorious day in the gardens. We reacquainted ourselves this afternoon with a lovely young family from Glasgow who own an apartment here. They’ve not been out for 2 years (Covid) but are out for all of August (mum is a teacher).
I must be missing L’il Miss, as I introduced their 5y old girlie to playing ‘wheelbarrows’ on the grass. (Us grans know it - hold their ankles and let them ‘walk’ on their hands). Anyway she had never done it/heard of it till now so now I’m ‘top of the pops!’ I can imagine some fun next week!
The saga of the eyelashes continues. I very gently twizzled a few between my fingers this afternoon as I got out of the pool. Aargh! Big mistake. Do not try this at home Dear Reader. It’s obvious for a reason (to us uninitiated). It doesn’t bluddy work! A clump of my own eyelashes came away with the falsies. Now I have a gap mid line. Honestly I can’t wait to buy and massage in some eyelash serum. I’ve been researching them. The most expensive (£90 ! ?) isn’t particularly rated - which gets my vote. I’m not allowed to advertise so anyone who might be interested, please just p.m. me.
A friend is coming for coffee this morning. Her daughter is soon to have a colostomy and she would like my feelings on the matter. Which are all positive.
Urms You and your lashes...
See you there...
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