Wedding bells…..

Ho-hum….. true to form, no sooner have our guests gone home, thinking they have left John happy and healthy, than he starts….. Yep. The ol’ man is unwell. Coughing well and now taken to his bed. He is now taking the ’emergency’ antibiotics in the hope that they do the trick. We’ll see……. fingers crossed, people!

So, this morning, I toddled down to the doctors surgery with test tubes to be tested, and then had a little walk up to my friend, Chris’s house, to take her a card and gift as it’s her birthday today. I met Jack on the way – he was waiting at the bus stop on his way to work; and I was delighted to hear that he’d started a new job in Solihull and got over the disappointment of his previous job having folded.

Home again, and I fed John with chicken broth, cups of tea and coffee and some sandwiches for lunch. I was just about to go out, when Danielle phoned. They were on their way home and passing, and could they please call in to change a rather stinky nappy, please? Of course, I said ‘yes’, although, disappointingly, I didn’t have a lot of time to spend with them because I’d promised to be round at Dawn’s at about half past two.

Despite the short stay, it was such a delight to see them – especially as both William and Thomas had the biggest grins on their faces as they came through the door. Marie, Danielle’s Mum, was also among the party. She is over from Jersey for the weekend to support Danielle, while Michael and Marie’s sons and friends enjoy themselves in Manchester on a stag do.

Thomas was standing on his own two feet for much of the time that he was at our house, and was encouraged by the lure of chocolate buttons to walk over to get some. Yay! That’s a result! Walking at last!

We waved a chocolatey goodbye as they went on their way and I set off to Pete and Dawn’s. I was just in time to catch Lizzie with baby Arthur, who gurgled and chatted and waved his arms at me the whole time we were there together. Such a lovely, bonnie little boy.

After Lizzie left, Dawn and I sat at her dining table and set to serious work. With a wedding in the air next year, she is planning her outfit. We sketched, made notes and deliberated about what would be the most comfortable/fashionable/crease-resistant day wear for the ‘Mum of the Bride’. Had a lovely time mulling it all over. Next stop: the tailoress to find out what’s do-able….

In the meantime, John was still feeling unwell and had his evening meal in bed. However, the desire for pudding drove him to get up and come downstairs to find some. “Well,” he said, “You weren’t coming up with my pudding were you?” Erm… that’d be a ‘no’. Alas, I never think about pudding.

COVID is also in the air, still, of course, and there were 36,060 people who tested positive for the virus today; 127 deaths in the community and, in the previous 48 hours, 37 in hospitals.

I feel a little bit of despair creeping in. Never mind, a glass or two of Prosecco numbed that this evening – although the feeling of helplessness remains.

Take care everyone. God bless.