Good morning all from a cloudy Glasgow, where it is 3°C.
I'm extremely tired today, with a dreadfull headache, after spending hours yesterday, trying to get the garden in order. I still have lots to do.
The glass walls of the decking were covered in green algae, which took hours to remove. I was so frustrated, because I could not get the hose reel to work, in order to try and hose some of the gunk off. It turned out DH had locked it. Heaven knows why. Of course, he was enjoying himself at DS's and nowhere to be seen. Once I got it working, I discovered the nozzle was cracked and I got a bath, because he had left the outside tap on.
This was was one of DH's many misdemeanours yesterday.
My trowel and hand fork are missing, so I popped out to buy new ones. On returning home, I could not get in. Front and back doors were once again locked, with the keys in situ, (despite me asking him not to do it)
He just doesn't understand how anxious this makes me. I was raging at him, because he took ages to answer the door, which of course triggered off thoughts of him lying unconscious or even worse.
Many years ago, a similar thing happened with my mother, she had fallen and broken her hip, but had locked the door. A neighbour had to break down the door. She never came out of hospital after that.😢
There is a funeral this morning, so I will go down and help the duty sacristan with the clearing up. The book of funeral rites has fallen apart and I will need to try and patch it up before the funeral. Bookbinder, another one of my many roles. 😉
Best wishes to all and virtual hugs for those, who are struggling. A special shout out for Blossoming.
I also noted Bonnybanko's absence. I hope all is well.
They sun is trying to break through the clouds, hopefully I can get back out into the garden later, which always lifts my spirits. This nonsense with my mouth is really dragging me down. It continues to get worse again.
Have the best day possible everyone, whatever your plans..