Thank you for your PM, Doodle, I followed the bread/
Should I still say "Hello gang", or are we now Chattees instead of Lobstars? It feels as if many are moving on - places to go, people to see.....
Not much has changed in The Redoubt, except it's dustier than ever. I really must try harder except it is still just DH and I and likely to stay that way for the time being. My excuse (if I need one) is that my dusting arm is a bit sore. When I had my first dose of vaccine (administered by a very pleasant young man) I honestly didn't feel it. This second time, standing outside one of two doors, waiting for the next person in front of me to be vaccinated, I overheard her wince and the vaccinator say that she thought the AZ needles were coarser than the Pfizer ones! I was hoping that I would be called into the next room ...but no - and I was duly and truly stabbed. My arm has been really stiff and I haven't felt well.
Although DH and I are still walking for exercise most days, and DS1, DIL, DGD1 and DS visited us for a BBQ in our garden last weekend (a rather busy day but so lovely to see DGD1 running round our garden again), we haven't seen anyone else. DH keeps saying that we could perhaps do a little shopping soon. He keeps making plans and I'm not enthusiastic, I wish I felt I could be more optimistic but need to wait and see (and get tested for antibodies when the time is right). I have realised though that I am ready to take a risk to have my hair cut soon - I have an appointment!
Various friends are already visiting their families. It's a pity the weather is so cold, as soon as we have a warmer day, we hope that we will be able to have tea in the garden with
anyone who is around friends.
I'm glad you are still all here, I can carry on looking foward to Kaimoana's posts, tales of Honey Beagle and Fergal, how Grammarretto continues to cope (potting, ceiling repairs), Cherry's weird neighbour and footie commentary, Doodle's, humour and kindness and of course, all the stars on here that have helped to make lockdown less irksome.
I think often of Panache and hope her dear one is not in pain.
Oh dear, was just about to post the above and realised so many of you have jumped in before me. It's great to see you Jan, Dragonfly and Norstat.
The wig discussion reminded me of the time in the 70's when I had been away on a boozy business weekend and was still a bit 'the worse for wear' the morning after. I couldn't manage to wash my hair before going to work so I put on my blonde wig (with the flick-up ends that my natural, straight hair could never achieve). Walking along, I noticed a really rather nice young man coming towards me (some things never change) and he half smiled as he walked past me. Turning my head to look at him, I turned my ankle too and fell over. He immediately came to my aid - I think because someone helped me up but I couldn't see who because my wig had swivelled round on my head and I couldn't see out! Oh the embarrassment!
"Hello again, Jeeves, I would be really grateful for some hot chocolate with marshmallows tonight. I don't suppose you could do a little bit of light dusting for me could you?"
What do you consider a low income in retirement?
How much interest did your parents take in your education?