Good morning from a dark Bristol. We are promised a warm day, but it is 11C at the moment. Autumn creeping in.
I’m so sorry about your hip, Ash. I hope it improves soon, though you won’t need to stop the “medication”, will you?
My bathroom saga carries on; the plumber/contractor wrote a stinking letter to the poor warden. She’s only the monkey not the organ grinder, yet all the sh.t falls on her. It’s most unfair. I’m also still waiting for a reply to my letter to her boss, written early last week.
Today, Iris is taking part in a local primary school girl football tournament. I’m so pleased that she has the confidence to join the teams. Show how much better and stronger her leg is, despite wearing a splint.
I’m starting my Spanish classes, feeling trepidacious. If I take the bus, I pay and it would take over an hour. If I walk, it’s free and it would take about 35 minutes.. my upstairs neighbour is taking me in this morning so I know where it is and what it looks like. Very kind of her.
Gentle thoughts to those in need, especially Urms, and Marydoll. Carpe diem 🦩🦩🦩