John has succumbed to a chest infection*. We got back from our lovely weekend away and he was coughing a bit. By Monday morning, it was a full-on bark and by evening he was struggling to breathe and had a bit of a raised temperature. So, yesterday morning, I phoned the doctor’s surgery. I expected the third degree from the receptionist and then the offer of a telephone consultation. However, I only had to phone three times to join the queue of eight, and then the receptionist said, “Yes, can John come down at 9.50 this morning?” Well, blow me down with a feather! Yep – that’ll do.
John is still struggling to breathe and he’s coughing very well, but he has antibiotics and some steroids, so fingers crossed he’ll be out of the woods shortly.
Meanwhile, despite struggling with his health, the ol’ man has been having a go at the classic car in the garage. Not only has he been having a little tinker with it but…. drum roll, please….. he’s started it up and driven it out of the garage and back in again. Boom! Howzat??
Honestly, I was so excited when I walked home from the shops to see it parked on the drive! Marvellous! The only thing is, though, that John had forgotten how hard it is to steer a car without power steering……. he’s going to have to build his muscles up to drive it. Get out the weights and start lifting!! Hehe.
Having got the car to the point it is now, John thought he might clear up the garage a bit. There’s bits and pieces everywhere. So that’s what he’s been doing the last day or two in fits and starts.
I, on the other hand, have generally been faffing about. Both John and Michael asked me the other day what I was going to do to change my mood. “If you keep doing the same things, you’ll get the same results,” they grinned. Hah! They are right of course, so I set to thinking about it.
The result was a slight change of direction today. Not much, but hopefully a bit of different steer.
It started with a visit to church this morning. One of our former parishioners, Claire, has now been ordained and had returned to take the mid-week service this morning. I was so glad I went. It was lovely to see her and people whose company I enjoy. Claire and I spent ages chatting after the service, exchanging anecdotes about our families. One piece of information I was particularly interested in was that Claire’s son is doing an apprenticeship in classic cars. Now there’s someone it’ll be useful to keep in touch with!!!
When I came back from church I took the bull by the horns and popped into the carpet shop to order some new carpet for our bedroom. We’d had samples the other week, but not made the order. So I went and did it. Decisive. For a change.
Home again and chores loomed. Oh, bother! Didn’t fancy it. So I picked up my book by Linda Stratmann, which had been recommended to me ages and ages ago, went into the garden and lay on the swinging chair in the warmth of the day and read for nearly an hour. In the middle of the day. I mean, that’s unheard of these days. But I didn’t half enjoy myself.
After lunch, I popped over to see Mum. She was dozing in the lounge when I got there, but she soon came trotting through to her room where she sat on the bed to watch me arrange the flowers I’d taken. “Where do you want them, Mum?” I asked. “Put them with those flowers there,” she said, “you know, the everlasting flowers…….” Ah…..I see – and here they all are. A selection of real, plastic, silk and paper flowers. Nice.
Mum was very well but rather tired today. I think maybe the heat had an effect and, half-way through looking at the latest batch of family photos (there really weren’t that many), she suddenly said, “I’ve had enough of looking at those now. I’m tired.” And she snuggled into bed and promptly fell asleep. Well, I suppose I had interrupted her doze in the lounge, hadn’t I?
Before I left though, she was awake and wanting the tightest hug as we said our goodbyes. “Another one,” she said, drawing me in close to her once more. So we hugged some more.
Take care everyone. Hold your loved ones close. God bless.
*The Lateral Flow Tests are clear…....
Oh that car! Looks amazing! The boy done good 👍 sorry to hear he’s suffering though!
Fancy getting to see an actual GP!!! That’s the second person I’ve heard of today that’s got into see a Dr at short notice! Gives you hope doesn’t it? Well, just a little bit of hope 🤣
Yep, the car is looking good and I am delighted that the engine is working now.
And I was rather glad we got in to see the doctor, I must confess.
That’s one beautiful motor. He must be really chuffed with his work. I suspect that Claire’s son would love to come over and looksee.
Please give John our best wishes for a speedy recovery.
And I’m really pleased you took up Linda’s book – which one? Frances Doughty, or Mina Scarletti? Both series are very good and I particularly enjoyed her writing style in them as the “voice” is very Victorian but not stilted. I have all of them and one of the Frances Doughty series is dedicated to Tim and I. How cool is that?
It is a lovely car, isn’t it? Just got to get it finished now!
I am reading a Frances Doughty one as recommended by Tim. I think it’s the first one: ‘The Poisoned Seed’ and I am really enjoying it. And gosh, I didn’t know that the books were dedicated to you. What an absolute honour!!! You don’t half move in elevated company! Terry Pratchett and Linda Stratmann – should I doff my cap? Hehehe!
Talking about books, have you read The Carer by Deborah Moggach?
I loved it
Also Miss Benson’s Beetle by Rachel Joyce, a great read
Love
Rona
HI Rona – I haven’t read either of those books. Thank you for the recommendations – I’ll add them to my reading list.
The car looks stunning but yes, when we remember with fondness the cars of our youth we forget how tough they were to drive!!😂
How wonderful to have a loving hug from your mum. She is looking well.
Sounds a really positive day, I hope you are inching slowly out of the Doldrums – sound advice -from the lads – things don’t change if you keep on in the same way xxxx
Ha! Ha! Yes! And someone has just reminded me that braking will also need some strength as the brakes aren’t power-assisted either!!!