Sunday, 29 July 2018

Birthday Blog, Damp Drains and Cornish Conclusions.

Today is/was Jill's birthday. In typical true romantic fashion, and before she opened her lorry load of cards and presents, I took her out for lunch. A quiet venue....private room....select service. We both chose roast beef and Yorkshire puddings, and very quickly our plates arrived, steaming hot. We decided to give pudding a miss...but had hot drinks to finish. I hope she realises how I like to treat a girl properly on her special day.

Our reader may have already realised that things may not have been exactly as I am trying to portray...and yes, we were back in the big building in Gloucester Street again. Try as we might, the earliest we could get there this morning was around 11:00. Everything takes sooooo long, and, on top of that, we didn't have a brilliant night. The drain leaked (we weren't surprised)...things got "damp" (we weren't surprised) and Jill started to get short of breath (we weren't expecting that)....but then, as we know, no one expects The Spanish Inquisition!

We got home from hospital at about 22:30 last night in the knowledge that, first thing this morning, we would need to go straight back there. It wasn't much of a uplifting thought....but, as soon as we got up, we started preparing. With the drain "in" a shower wasn't really going to happen, so that would save some time. With Jack once again being "volunteered" for dog walking duties after his night shift that would save me some time too. With Bex helping that saved time as well. SO, how did it take us until 11 to get back there? The truth is that everything takes multiple times longer, and we are still getting used to that. Jill's time keeping has never been good (actually it regularly drives me flippin' mad) but now it's absolutely appalling! We just can't seem to even be fashionably late...we are now way past that....but people seem very understanding.

This evening we have had a family take away....and, as we had it delivered, we didn't even need to go and "take it away". Jill opened all her cards...well over thirty....does she have that many friends?....maybe some of them have sent more than one card!! We've had a good end to the day...and the girls have now retired to watch their beloved Poldark. It's the last episode this evening....what will they do next week?

Tomorrow promises more of the same I'm afraid...but with a slightly different team in place. I have one of my (now very) few political meetings at 11. That's the same time as we have been asked to return to Rayner Ward, so Jack will have to go on deliveries! I can rush over The Parade once I'm finished at Cyril (le Marquand House)....or squirrel, as I prefer to call it. Anyway, with luck the drain can be removed....but we all know how drains have a habit of "overstaying their welcome". How many times have we been told "that drain can come tomorrow" only to find, a week later, that we are still draining away. Let's hope they take it out....drains always seem to leak....everything gets damp or worse....they are (sometimes literally) a pain in the proverbial. At least we have been given some more drugs to deal with the "drain pain"....and some more antibiotics to cover the fact that Jilly has a open hole in the side of her torso! Did I mention....does anyone need any drugs? We have a cupboard full....

I'm going to "save this" now....and I expect that Jill will add a few photos later. I'm also sure there will be a few lines she may wish to pen herself.....but her fingers may get tired quickly....she's getting quite old now don't you know! 

Fair play to the 'old man'.... ( bring on his December Birthday!), he does write a good post.

I'm not going to add too much more , just a few pictures, we are already preparing the bedtime ritual, drug delivery, bathroom ablutions, ( getting upstairs can take me a while, and I think there's only twelve steps??.) Total bed remake, Fourteen pillows to arrange, and of course coupled with my breathless instructions to adhere too.. poor man.

Finally home by five pm, It was lovely to walk into my kitchen and be greeted by so many flowers, cards and gifts... I'm so sorry If i just cant get around to thanking everyone properly as it was all so overwhelming and lovely at the same time, I felt very loved and special, with so many kind words and heartfelt wishes...

THANK YOU !! 


 Realise not my best look, but quite amusing I was given my cupcake with lighted candle ... but as on oxygen.... quickly had to be whipped away!!!

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  2. Dearest Jill, you are well loved and a very special friend. A very eventful birthday ! Sending you more love and hugs 🌸💕xxx

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