Mooching ‘n writing ‘n entertaining

Saturday. What to do on a Saturday? Well, this morning I actually managed to winkle myself out of bed by about 9.30 and get ready for a writing course. And not such a struggle to emerge for a change.

John had got up before me and brought me a cup of tea in bed, which was rather good, and then we thought we ought to get on. Stop all the faffing about and procrastinating!!

John went and tinkered on the car for a couple of hours. He said it was quite hard work and came in just after 1.30 absolutely jiggered! He staggered into the lounge, still wearing his work clothes, and flopped onto the sofa. I’d suggested he have a bath to ease his aches and pains. “I’m not having a bath yet,” he insisted. “I’m too knackered!”

Meanwhile, I had had a lovely morning doing the ‘Writing for Wellbeing’ course, where we write absolutely anything in response to some stimulus or other. Today it was about ‘Our Creative World’. It certainly gave me lots to think about and I wrote loads – as usual!! Even managed a poem which the group thought was OK. Go me!!

We sat down for some cheese on toast at lunchtime and just mooched on the sofa for a while, watching the Grand Prix Qualifying. Poor John had his work cut out trying to explain to me the new rules about ‘The Sprint’. All I could ask was, “But why?” Makes absolutely no sense to me and I got bored after a bit.

John went up for his bath eventually and I nipped up to the shops to buy some indigestion remedies. I’ve been suffering for a week or two – I think it might be too much prosecco – and thought I’d try a remedy or two before I toddle off to the doctors and the dreaded offer of an endoscopy…….

Home again and John was still languishing in the bath when a text message from Danielle came in. The electricity was off in their neck of the woods. And wouldn’t be on again until 11 o’clock at night. And now it was tea-time. ‘Do you want to come round?” I asked. Yep, that’d be just the ticket! And what about the Kenilworth Originals? Were they affected? No, apparently not.

I thought they might sleep over, but in the end, they went home just as dusk was falling to put the boys to bed, all armed with lamps and torches. What an adventure it would be for the children!

We had a lovely couple of hours together and I feel blessed that we were able to support them for a little while.

Just as they were getting the children ready to leave I took a phone call from Mum’s Care Home. Apparently she’s refusing to eat or drink and they thought they ought to let me know. Botheration! I had had high hopes when I saw her on Thursday that she was on the mend. I’ll call in tomorrow and see what’s what, and see if I can persaude her to ingest something. We’ll see.

And that was us done for the day. We waved goodbye to the Kenilworth Newbies and settled in for a bit more Grand Prix and a catch-up on programmes we’d recorded, before making our way up the wooden hill.

Not a bad day today despite our continued fatigue and John’s impression of the Puffin’ Billy.

Goodnight everyone. God bless.