Fiona's Quiet Life

Had a dose of the mel­an­cho­lia at the week­end, so i did what i usu­ally do, i went out and vig­or­ously chopped bits off the shrub­bery in the garden.….……well they have been grow­ing with the enthu­si­asm of a small boy con­fron­ted by a pond full of slimy things. now they are all look­ing as if there is a human being in charge, and i was wheel­ing bar­row loads of top­soil about so it is a good thing that this morn­ings visit to the new Vic­toria infirm­ary had the con­sult­ant telling me i could throw away the crutches and go back to quad bik­ing and salsa dancing.

so i am now cheer­ful again and have a blister on the sole of my foot because of walk­ing about Glas­gow on way to meet Sheena at piper’s tryst for lunch.

peeved though because they seem to have axed the bus stops near here. was going to use my free pass but there it was ‘gone’.

this new soda stream of mine is driv­ing me to drink, when out i usu­ally drink soda water and lime cor­dial, but now that i lit­er­ally have it on tap i feel silly pay­ing for it when out to lunch so today i had a wine spritzer.……it was lovely.

they are at last dig­ging the found­a­tions for my gar­age and room. mean­while the mat­tresses are back on the floor for influx of grand­sons etc on Thursday.

this time the online order­ing of food was made inter­est­ing by the deliv­ery of six packs of bacon.

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