Last week we revisited our expat past, via a reunion with Dorothy and Sue. This week we will be going further back in time - to my Catholic Convent Schooldays in fact. (Yes, quite a long way back...) Kathryn and Jen are touring the South Coast and are coming for lunch tomorrow.
Yesterday was the meeting in the morning. Richard was there! His second meeting. I must ring him today and have a chat and see what he thinks of it all. And in the afternoon I did the Butterfly paperwork, which is waiting to go to the Post Office today. We of the Sussex Butterflyers are still ahead on our memberships - more joining us than leaving - which isn't bad in a recession.
And I rested a lot and finished my library books. Dorothy, who is a Physio, has warned me, if and when my knees (and the rest) come back on line, not to go rushing about, but to keep on having lots of rest. At the moment, the idea of rushing about seems as likely as climbing Everest without my sofa, but who knows.
I would love to get back to walking. I have always been a great walker, but not once this summer have I even been able to take the little walk down to the pier. I love to sit and watch the tide come and go.
But i am hanging on to Jehovah's promise that, when his Kingdom is ruling over the earth, "no resident will say 'I am sick'". And we have the record of how Jesus, as the King of the Kingdom, was able to heal people when he was on the earth. We know that Jehovah will empower him to do a permanent healing when the time comes.
I still haven't managed to find my householder for Thursday and practise my talk. But i have sent over a copy of the script (see yesterday's blog) with her sister-in-law, so I am hoping she will ring me if she feels she needs to go through it beforehand.