Appointments

I made a nice chicken curry last night with Bombay potatoes, rice and peshwari nan breads. It was ready for Mrs Pudding when she walked in from her day's work at  the health centre - just after six o'clock.

After the meal, we settled down in the front room with the television set on. I don't know how it cropped up but she suggested that I should check out the COVID vaccine booking system. Maybe they would have started  on appointments for people aged 65 to 70. To tell you the truth, I would have just waited for an official letter inviting me to have my shots via my local surgery.

Sure enough, it appeared that bookings for my age group are now being accepted. With a small amount of technical difficulty I managed to secure my first appointment on Monday afternoon. My second vaccine appointment will be on May 3rd. 

Of course I am delighted and relieved to have reached this position. My vaccinations will happen in the Sheffield Arena - a huge concert and exhibition venue in the Attercliffe area of the city.

I wonder if I can still skip? I have not tried for ages but if I can still skip I will skip into The Arena singing, "I'm getting the vaccine! La-la-la-la-la-la! I'm getting the vaccine!" And I do not care a damn if Q-Anon have put microscopic chips in the syringes to track my movements. 

My daughter and son-in-law would like to visit friends in Toronto, Canada in October but with everybody having to have two shots they may not have had theirs by October. Besides, Canada may be operating restrictions that involve quarantining. Somehow I would not put money on them being able to go.

In other "Daily Pudding" news,  I spent a couple of hours yesterday morning in the presence of Little Miss Poo-Pants and just for a change I sang "Mary Mary Quite Contrary" to her. Did you know that this famous nursery rhyme may refer to Mary Queen of Scots and the years she spent in imprisonment? However, there are other theories about its origins:-

Mary, Mary, quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockleshells
And pretty maids all in a row
And pretty maids all in a row

At the age of four weeks, Phoebe seemed unconcerned about the verse's history.



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