Wow, such a lot of activity! So sorry to hear of those of you, and DHs, and DCs, having health issues.
Grammaretto - I hope you are ok after the extraction - yes, it can be a real trauma to the body, so please take care of yourself. A walk, and tea and scones, sound like just the ticket.
Nfk - hoping that you are having some relief from the frozen shoulder-horrible thing. How lucky you are to be able to visit such stunning museums.
Doodle - and to be able to drop in at the British museum, and spend time in the Egyptian section - heaven! I remember going to the Tutankhamun exhibition when it visited back in '72, and being blown away both by the material on display, but also by the revolutionary exhibition techniques. So sensitively displayed, compared with the chaotic glass cases in the Cairo museum at the time.
Mamissimo - thinking of you and your DC, and hoping it all works out. Children are always your children, and the worry about them is for life, even when they are old and grey!
Kaimoana - I wonder if you had the torrential rain that we had up here? 73 mm of rain!! The gravel from the drive has disappeared who knows where, and there is an ugly gouge where the rain has been coursing down to the grill covering the drain. Hopefully, all our rainwater tanks are now full, so we have at least 5000 litres for summer. irrigation We had some aberrant pohutukawa blossoms out earlier, suggesting a long hot summer is on its way.
First U3A meetings yesterday after the lockdown. Everyone was so over being isolated, and our serious Roman discussions turned into a hilarious session of giggles and fun. My French conversation class for relative beginners is always a challenge to make fun and enjoyable, using an accessible level of language and the opportunity for drilling in a way that is not tediously obvious. I have invented a town, with a cast of characters of differing moral codes, nationalities and appearance, and we set up fortnightly gossip sessions about the doings of that cad, Jean-Claude, and the infamous Mme. Aubert, who meet secretly in the supermarket behind the Ovaltine shelf. In addition to the serious Scotsman who works for an IT company and speaks poor French, and the former actress who wears clothes that are far too young for her, and is no better than she should be. We had an absolutely hilarious hour of maniacal laughter over the scandals dreamed up by the class members, drilling the passé composé and time phrases. Such a delightful class, of 7 different nationalities, all thankfully with a wonderful sense of humour.
This morning, to town to post for my sister's 70th (in Auckland), and a holiday parcel for the grandchildren down near Palmerston, cut off from us by Plague City. Sadly, Delta is now within 120 km of us, so we have been slowly buying in sufficient animal food to ensure that our kitties, chickens and quail will not go hungry. No, we have not been hoarding! Rather, focussing on getting the vege garden up and running, to enable us to live virtually entirely on what we can grow/produce at ours. Our chickens are such good value, laying non-stop, and giving us some wonderful compost which I collect once a week from under their roost.
After the supermarket visit, we had , as a treat, a lovely lamb salad at the Turkish place in town, which does a really good bite. No need to cook today then, so after yesterday's classes and hosting and laughing, which were SO exhausting, I can put my feet up and read something fluffy. And just maybe, have a nice glass of chilled NZ sunshine. Sounds so good, I'm going to stop there. Please take care, and be kind to yourselves, everyone.
xx