A Tootle into Town

We weren’t up with the lark this morning – instead we lay in bed all luxurious-like until we were ready to get up. In my case, this was just after nine o’clock. In John’s case, it was just after one o’clock in the afternoon. Hehe.

The poor man is absolutely bushed and needed a good, long rest. However, his tooth is improving as the antibiotics kick in, so we are hopeful that by next week he’ll feel a bit better once again.

I have been mulling over what to do about John’s teeth, since there is a suggestion that the current crumbling is due to one of his tablets. As fortune would have it, he has had a letter from the Birmingham Dental Hospital today which reminded me that he hasn’t had an appointment there for ages. The whole of Lockdown in fact.

The letter is apologising for the lack of care, which is due to the staff having been deployed elsewhere during the COVID pandemic – and now there is a massive backlog. Well, I am about to add to it and phone them up tomorrow. John needs some specialist care, so I am going to make sure he jolly well gets some. Ha! Watch this space.

My purpose in getting up at a semi-reasonable time this morning was to go into town to buy a hat. We have a wedding to go to and a hat is a must. I also thought I’d see if I could get some nice trousers for John so that he’s not strung up like a sack of potatoes in a pair from his wardrobe that are ten sizes too small.

I was very lucky with the purchase of my hat – the first shop I went into had several just the right colour and type so I had the luxury of trying them all on and the attentiveness of the shop assistant. “When is the wedding?” she enquired. “A week on Saturday,” I replied. “And what’s your role?” she continued. “Well….” I started on a long convoluted explanation of Dawn being my dearest friend and Liz being my god-daughter and how we’d been in the shop recently to buy Dawn a hat and…….”Oh, I remember!!” she exclaimed and, with her eyes sparkling, she said, “I remember the beautiful colour of her outfit and the accessories she chose. Oh, I do hope you all have a wonderful time!” I mean, how nice is that, eh?

I wasn’t so lucky with trousers for John. Having long legs, it’s always a struggle to find a pair of trousers just right. There are rails and rails of ‘regular’ trousers but very, very few long ones. I have brought a couple of pairs home for him to try however, but I am expecting another ‘tootle into town’ to return them. More watch this space……

This afternoon we were delighted to sit and have a coffee with Paul who called in. Bliss. He is such good company and it was fabulous to have a relaxed chat together without anything pressing in on us.

After Paul left, John pottered into the garage and I sorted myself out to nip across to Kenilworth to drop William’s car seat back, having forgotten to take it out of the car yesterday; to pop into Waitrose to change an item I’d bought that was too small; and to go across to Paul’s to collect the hats we’d left there last weekend.

All errands were accomplished and, once home again, we settled into our armchairs to catch up on some programmes we’d recorded. More bliss.

Take care everyone. God bless.

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