Back into our routine on Saturday - Jean and I went out together - walking to local calls - but it does mean I have to cope with driving out of the block of flats. The parking on the road is so intense that you come out blind. There is no way of seeing what is coming either way. I do a lot of praying.
She hurtled about on her walker, leaving me breathless in her wake. Amazing.
And we had Jacks round to supper last night - staying till 9.30, which is pretty much the usual time these days. We had mascarpone chicken, mashed potato, veggies, followed by ice-cream. And we laughed a lot.
Still haven't seen a copy of "Waiting" - which has given me an idea for a follow up: "Waiting for Waiting for Gordo". Apparently my copies are on the way from the USA. Longing to see it. Have sold two copies so far, and have loads to give away - when they arrive that is.
In the meantime, a great cloud of butterfly memberships arrived. They are done and dusted and are in the hall awaiting their trip to the Post Office - hopefully first thing tomorrow morning. And me and my lovely young householder practised our talk for Thursday. I have the return visit in the Main Hall - 4 minutes or less.
And I had a lovely long chat with Nute and Pen - who were both a Lilac Tree - on Skype. It unsettled me a bit, as there is a part of me that wants to be living back up North near to my sisters and their families... but we are also very well settled here...
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