It wasn't totally housebound in that I did totter over to Jacks for supper. Captain Butterfly was able to park right outside the house. I have to carry loads of cushions with me now - the Arabian saddlebag cushions we bought years ago are proving very useful - as I need to have a high chair to sit on or my knees won't get me off it.
Jackie gave us salad, chicken dijon with rice, and strawberries with ice-cream. A perfect summer supper - with champagne too! We sat in her lovely conservatory for hours, laughing and enjoying the long summer evening.
Linda came over on Friday, and also joined Captain B at Arundel on Saturday to help him with his stall for Butterfly Conservation. He would have been on his own otherwise - I am about as much use as a chocolate teapot at the moment.
Audrey and i phoned each other every day for a chat as just about everybody else is at the Convention.
I had a very bad night on Saturday - very painful shoulder - could not sleep - moaned, groaned, got up, made tea, and had to take medicines - spent a couple of hours watching property programmes on the TV - saw some lovely houses on Corfu - pain began to ease - wonderful - thought I was in for another agonising 48 hours - tottered back to bed just as dawn was breaking.
Met Captain B over breakfast a couple of hours later. "Sorry about the disturbed night" I said. "What disturbed night? And where are my sandwiches?" And he flew off, fresh as a daisy, to hunt for the Purple Emperor.
Here is a clue, in case you ever want to look for Purple Emperors too. If you find something deeply unpleasant festering on a woodland path - something you would never want to step in, especially when wearing sandals - then you may well find a Purple Emperor feasting on that special something. They are not picky eaters.