" The Windy Side Of Care"


" The Trelawnyd Sandwich " ( Hattie, Heulwen and I) were supposed to meet yesterday afternoon to see Military Wives . We cancelled as Heulwen couldn't make it, as she was caring for an poorly elderly neighbour and friend.
She has a good heart.

Instead of the cinema I baked homemade pizza and locked Mary and Dottie into the kitchen as Winnie and I shared it.
Winifred absolutely adores pizza crusts and munches them with her fat brown eyes closed in pure rapture
She's fading fast now and I am treating the old girl as much as I able as I feel a decision will have to be made sometime fairly soon about her future
But for the time being, as long as her strong heart keeps going without help, we share pizza crusts in front of the fire.

Last night , I'm sort of glad we didn't go to the cinema
After the pizza crust thing, I caught up with paperwork and bills and read blogs and a lovely email from big hearted  Edgar in San Francisco who follows Going Gently with surprising loyalty.
I also made cauliflower soup, put a face mask on in the bath and laughed at a Judi Dench interview on radio 4 and arranged with work mates a night out with beers

I then watched Jennifer Jones and William Holden in Love Is A Many Splendoured Thing as I gently cleaned out Mary's infected ear with some wet wipes. Dorothy watched proceedings with narrowed eyes from her vantage point on the couch and in a fit of transference pique  chased Albert up the stairs with a high pitched woof

I'm working long days until Sunday, my next day off .
Then my sister Janet and I are off to some afternoon Theatre in Chester

I'm busy and my heart is busy and we both don't really realise that we are  occasionally lonely in this very busy world
Hey ho

Breakfast


Breakfast out this morning was a treat
Too much coffee
Long chats and a walk on the beach
I am beginning to love Breakfast meet ups,
You are simply more awake and have significantly more  time to chat!

We Brits seem to have inherited this wonderful phenomenon from the Yanks
Even a decade ago I remember Samantha, Carrie and Miranda meeting up in their local diner for fruit and cwafffeeee at some ungodly hour.
At least today it was after 9 am for me and a bit of plain black pudding was involved!

I'm tired at the corona virus panic
I've seen the yearly struggle of intensive care with influx of flu cases for a decade now and every year thousands nationally will die from the complications of the virus
Common sense needs to prevail

The restaurant I went to this morning was unusually quiet

At least we got a nice table