Ah no, MI, hope everything gets better pronto. :(
Oh you travellers, it's no use me pretending, I am mucho
of Tanzania and NZ. I have sort-of family connections to both, so have always hankered after visiting. My df ran a teacher training college in Tanzania (though back when it was called somefink else) and I had an uncle and still have an ex-bil and dd has several cousins in NZ..
Crem, very well done on telling it how it is and sorry to hear Brian has been getting a workout. Hope you feel better very soon.
Auriga, I was so glad to hear that you had a lovely break in Germany, but am sorry to hear that things back at home are not so splendid. I hope plans for the rest of the summer do not go too much awry.
Addle, well done.
And good luck with selling the scooter.
Herbs - TOPTASTIC, missus. And go out and get yerself a job. Rejoice in the positive feedback and enjoy the hols whilst you can!
And now, permit me to lie down and scream on the virtual ground - dd is being more than averagely loony. I am pretty sure that if she pulled one of her 'special effing and blinding/throwing everything she can get her hands one whilst verbally threatening the physical security of everyone present' stunts in any other crepey household, there would be
faces aplenty. Ds has got to the point where he just says "Meh, she is a loon" and suggests that she leave home. Suffice to say, we have a difficult 24 hours, then we have 24 hours off, then we have a difficult 24 hours. I am enjoying my 24 hours off (have had 'serious and sensible' convo with dd and she has now buggered off to the beach with her (remaining) mates - she has even managed to upset a bunch of her friends too, so its not just home-based any more) by having a glass of some Muscat that has been lurking under the stairs for several years. i.e. we had no booze in and I am desperate enough to think that dessert wine is a reasonable option.
I have had a day where it was impossible to feel youthful. I had my over-50s health check with the practice nurse - passed with flying colours, not least because despite extreme provocation and an early run round the block, my BP is still only 107/60. But then I had to go to the NHS old lady eyes clinic in the afternoon. I was the youngest in the waiting room by about 15 years and the doctor was not in the least reassuring about the possibility of evening up my droopy eyes. Don't think I will bother following that one up. I suspect that it would only be possible to get my eyelids dealt with properly privately. He just wanted to cut a bit of skin off the right one due to the issues with peripheral vision/Bell's palsy and when I queried about how it might look afterwards, he said, "Yeah, yeah, look same." Not convinced. 