Another Sunday dinner with Frances, Stewart, Phoebe and Shirley. I roasted pork loin and we ate its tender slices with roasted potatoes, roasted carrots, savoy cabbage, stuffing balls, homemade gravy and Yorkshire puddings with apple sauce. This was followed by Shirley's special chocolate pudding with custard.
Frances's baby is due next Sunday though as we all know, "due dates" are rarely correct. Her blood continues to shout out: "Low platelet count!" and God knows how many blood tests she has had to endure. Thank heavens we are just a ten minute drive from The Royal Hallamshire Hospital and the attached Jessop's Maternity Wing.
Her platelet count is so low that a drip transfusion may occur on Tuesday ahead of the impending birth. It's a worry but we still hope and expect that in a short time there will be a healthy new grandchild and a daughter whose platelet count is rapidly shooting up. We don't know if the new baby will be a boy or a girl and to be honest we don't much care as long as he or she is okay.
Down in London, Ian's girlfriend Sarah has sailed through her pregnancy without any real concerns and little Zachary should also arrive before the end of this month. His "due date" is Tuesday 24th but who knows? Again, we just hope for a healthy, "normal" baby.
At tonight's regular pub quiz we tried our best but again didn't win. Maybe we are losing our touch but we did know that Kenyan Kelvin Kiptum recently broke the world marathon record in Chicago and we also knew that the current BBC drama about sex abuser Jimmy Savile is called "The Reckoning".
Though the weather outside was lovely today - bright and sharp - I just didn't have the motivation to get outside and do something in the sunshine. Being lazy isn't necessarily a bad thing. Sometimes a dose of idleness is good for you and besides I attempted a few drawings using the new pens that Mike gave me for my birthday.
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