Catching up

We had quite a relaxing day today, with guests arriving this morning for a couple of hours and then another guest this afternoon for another couple of hours.

We started the morning with a full English Breakfast and were just fit to bursting, and popping the last morsel into our mouths, when Paul and Harriet called in to catch up with Graham and Gail. Great, generous hugs all round and back-slapping from the men, before we settled to chatting as if it were only yesterday that we had all been together. The morning flashed past as we tucked into a familiar routine of natter backwards and forwards, sharing stories of our lives over the past few years.

Paul and Harriet were en route to Birmingham so, as they set off at lunchtime, so did Graham and I – we were popping out to buy one or two things from Tesco in Cannon Park, where Graham was also on the hunt for a Sim card for his phone. He was lucky and managed to get a free one!! Fingers crossed it works well.

Not long after we arrived home, the doorbell rang, and there was a large box on the doorstep – a stunning Calla Lily in a pot from George and Val. Absolutely gorgeous and the sight of it has lifted our spirits no end. I mean, look at that!! Superb.

Back at home, we were thrilled to greet Philomena, whom we’d arranged to see for an afternoon catch-up. Rather wonderfully, she brought the most beautiful bunch of rainbow roses for us. Gosh, aren’t we lucky?? Such a magnificent bouquet – a rose is a favourite flower of mine – and such exquisite colours. Going to admire them for a long while!

We had a great time with Philomena – a really good laugh together. It’s been a while since we last met – I think I went over to her flat last year (or was it the year before?) and since then, we have corresponded a little but not seen each other. It was lovely to see her face-to-face. It’ll be twice in one week when she comes to Mum’s funeral on Thursday!

After Phil left, I nipped across to Linda and Brendan’s to collect teapots. We had a few minutes together, which I enjoyed, and then I shot back home to cook some tea.

John and Graham decided on a little walk up to the shops and, when they weren’t back pronto, I thought I’d give John a ring to see if he could grab some milk while he was there. “Yes, no worries,” he said, “we’re just having a little rest and we’ll be back in a bit.” Ha! A little rest? They were having a jolly in the coffee shop! I was pleased about that though, because they had good chat and came back having thoroughly enjoyed themselves.

Paul and Freddie dropped in about 7.30, which filled me with love. Haven’t seen Freddie for what seems like ages, but in reality is only a few days, really. While the grown-ups chatted, Freddie and I watched a Minecraft programme (as did some of the others, too, secretly) and then Freddie had a little go on Grandpa’s stairlift…..

Afterwards, we went out into the garden for a kick about with the football. Naturally, Freddie scored the most goals. I came second, and Daddy came third. I am not sure how it happened that Freddie won – any ideas? D’you think it might be my technique that let me down? Hehehe!!

Take care everyone. God bless.