Another art lecture today, on the start of Modernism. Very good - ignorant as I am, I learn whenever possible. I arrived in good time so that I could chat to friends and came away having put my name down for two more events - a visit to the Fishmongers' Hall and the Middle Temple, and a tea party to celebrate 25 years of our society. I wasn't a member from the start, but joined within the year.
My car needs a new fuel pump, which hasn't arrived at the garage yet so they've lent me a car. Replace the petrol you use and please don't have an accident, the man said cheerfully. I realise now that I've left my satnav in my car, so will look up my destination for tomorrow (my satnav doesn't have churches on it anyway, so I have to know where in the village I'm heading) and see if I need to pick it up on the way.... and now I have, I've decided to go retro and take a map. Amazingly, I went to the bookcase where it was supposed to be and it was right there.
The Sage had a visit to the hospital before Easter - the cardiologist doesn't think there's much matter for concern but has put him on beta blockers for an irregular heartbeat and offered a chest x-ray, which was done there and then - I phoned the doctor's surgery this morning to see if there was any follow-up from that, but I don't think there is. They'll phone back if he needs another appointment. Boring, isn't it, this ageing thing? The Sage doesn't like to admit to any infirmity, though he's been known to be completely wiped out by the slightest hint of man-flu, so I have to go with him to medical appointments or else he'd claim to have the health and fitness of a man of thirty. Mind you, I didn't know him when he was thirty.
Al and the family came over this afternoon and I cooked sausages for tea. Young Hadrian's vocabulary increases week by week and he's a sturdily cheerful little boy. His cousin Gus is also a happy child - he's three months younger - but they're quite different in appearance. Gus is tall and skinny, Hay is stockier, though not fat. All five of the grandchildren are such a delight. When blessings are being counted, I have quite a number of them.
My car needs a new fuel pump, which hasn't arrived at the garage yet so they've lent me a car. Replace the petrol you use and please don't have an accident, the man said cheerfully. I realise now that I've left my satnav in my car, so will look up my destination for tomorrow (my satnav doesn't have churches on it anyway, so I have to know where in the village I'm heading) and see if I need to pick it up on the way.... and now I have, I've decided to go retro and take a map. Amazingly, I went to the bookcase where it was supposed to be and it was right there.
The Sage had a visit to the hospital before Easter - the cardiologist doesn't think there's much matter for concern but has put him on beta blockers for an irregular heartbeat and offered a chest x-ray, which was done there and then - I phoned the doctor's surgery this morning to see if there was any follow-up from that, but I don't think there is. They'll phone back if he needs another appointment. Boring, isn't it, this ageing thing? The Sage doesn't like to admit to any infirmity, though he's been known to be completely wiped out by the slightest hint of man-flu, so I have to go with him to medical appointments or else he'd claim to have the health and fitness of a man of thirty. Mind you, I didn't know him when he was thirty.
Al and the family came over this afternoon and I cooked sausages for tea. Young Hadrian's vocabulary increases week by week and he's a sturdily cheerful little boy. His cousin Gus is also a happy child - he's three months younger - but they're quite different in appearance. Gus is tall and skinny, Hay is stockier, though not fat. All five of the grandchildren are such a delight. When blessings are being counted, I have quite a number of them.
10 comments:
Oh! The ghastly Man Flu...worse than Shanghai Bird Flu!
My Man came home yesterday with his general check-up results. FIVE A4 pages! The only thing in bad shape is the forest!Honestly, a typist could have got it on one A5 page.
I envy you your blessings - I had my children so late I may never see any grandchildren. How old are the youngest two now?
There's a lot to be said for counting the blessings (reckoning up the good things we have) when other things aren't going well. And our offspring will always come top of the list.
I counted my blessings once and stopped at one! My Dad's on beta blockers for an irregulat heartbeat, amongst a load of other stuff. Our kitchen looks like a pharmacy!
i'm feeling very blessed ... I have hay fever.
I had a check-up last year - quite detailed, its purpose was to determine my chances of having a stroke or heart attack in the next ten years (low). I wasn't given the results, though I was told them.
A lot of people are in that situation, AQ, and I wonder how long it will be before the pendulum swings the other way again. Hay will be two in late May, Gus is three months younger.
Yes, Mike and Ann. Family first, friends next, for sure.
Oh John, I hope that, after your father, you'd count blog friends as a blessing. I certainly do.
Bless you, Zig - bugger, after all that longing for spring, you have to get spring fever.
Two of my 23 year old son's contemporaries are already parents, one with two children now, so I think the pendulum has well and truly swung the other way. Some of that is to do with the fact that jobs are difficult to come by so you might as well do the family thing instead. None of that get yourself well placed before you have children.
The couple whose wedding reception was held here last year were then 25 and 21 and she's still a student. Her younger brother is getting married in August. They are all from professional-type families, it's not a case of having no job so have babies instead - though babies aren't on the way, in fact. Three of the four individuals are university students, the fourth is a teacher at my school and very well regarded. Several of Ro's schoolfriends are married (aged 28-30) and a few are parents, but all have jobs. I'm not sure if this proves anything, mind you, you can only really see trends in retrospect.
"Two of my 23 year old son's contemporaries are already parents, one with two children now, so I think the pendulum has well and truly swung the other way. Some of that is to do with the fact that jobs are difficult to come by so you might as well do the family thing instead"
Yeah, and let everyone else (who has put in the effort to get a job) pay for them. Excellent idea. How people can do that beats me. I was always brought up to believe that if you can't afford it, don't do it.
Post a Comment