Saturday 27th July

Had an excellent 'networking' session with a few girls on Friday night, sorted out most of the world wide problems as well as a few local ones!

 Today we had a lovely little creche going at home with tea and cakes, shame that we were also inundated with loud hungry teenagers spoiling our fun!

A true farmers daughter!

A baby hobbit....

A very nearly grown up school boy...

A true 'artist'....

 

Yesterday I had to visit the doctor....not really something I had planned but 'needs must', nothing to do with anything too nasty I hasten to add, but my own foolishness, Oh do be quiet all of you and I'll tell you what happened.

I was on one of my frequent dog walks, many people take their dogs out walking on a daily basis without mishap but I invariably end up clambering over things and going through vegetation or taking routes etc that  I probably would have been wiser to avoid. Anyhow there was a fallen tree that had come down over the path and I scrambled over it in my usual haphazard way and caught the back of my heel/calf on a bramble. It did hurt a bit and bled a bit but I 'manned up' and continued on my merry way.
However that was two weeks ago and instead of gradually getting better (thought the salty sea water would cure all, but maybe the dead seagull I was swimming around with didn't help after all......). It got to Tuesday this week and I thought I really must do something about it, the scratch had gone to the size of a 50p piece and it not only looked inflamed it hurt too!

I popped into a well known chemist whose face when I showed him my now festering wound said it all! Plaster to 'draw out the pus' ( sorry hope you haven't just eaten) and antibiotic cream...from the doctor, unless I was going to France? He must have noticed my total look of bewilderment, I thought at that point he was bonkers and was pretending to be a pharmacist.  Apparently you can buy the aforementioned cream over the counter in France , no need for prescription. Now this is actually true as no sooner had I left the premises, than I called my dear friend AH who I happened to know was on a day trip to France, and put in a request. Not only did she grant my wish, she delivered it to my door that very night, bless her , even faster than Amazon!

By now the family had got wind of my predicament, (I'm not one to moan....much!) and urged me to seek medical advice, and so, as I always do as I'm told I did.

By now I had a very sore throbbing leg and on top of that a seemingly innocuous 'insect bite' that had a red line creeping out of it- "don't worry about that, the doc joked they used to call that the 'line of death'!!" So after some hysterical laughter on my part  and much joviality on his, he prescribed me 10 days worth of Penicillin four times a day, and some more antibiotic cream...... 

The moral of this story is .............wear wellington boots when climbing over trees......or don't walk a dog........