What Day is it Anyway. Sunday 3rd May Through Thursday 7th May.

Why is Linda hosting this post.

She said.”Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are going to be hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.

Why am I writing this post ? 

Because it’s day ? since we have been told by Bossa to stay home and socially distance ourselves. We are all in different circumstances and yet we are all in the same boat.

These are the days when we need a spark in our bonfire hearts. I have had so many ups and downs I really don’t know if I can take much more. I have really been shocked by the bad feelings that have had sent our way. Threats and aggression that we have received. …I am saying no more. I am so grateful to our boys have been helpful and supportive from a distance.

Sunday 3rd of May.

Just another ground hog day until the hospital rang to say that MIL wanted clothes. Well things went down hill.

I won’t look back in anger, I can’t I can’t let the negative get to me I will not be defined by what is really hate. In these strange times everyone says be kind. …. Well why isn’t everyone trying.

We had a video call with friends then hubby spent the rest of the evening sourcing and ordering the clothes we were not allowed to get from MIL’s house. ( Apparently hubby is now a leper having been on a Covid19 ward) The medical staff told us that is ridiculous.

Monday 4th May.

Truly apart from doing the things I have described through out lockdown, apart from the fact that Ruby has been unwell, and we have not slept more than a few hours a night all week. Nothing is different. MIL is making progress but still cause for worry. I feel so low, hurt and depressed …

Tuesday 5th May

Yes wake up it’s a beautiful morning, hardly any sleep again hubby had been up most of the night answering emails and drinking coffee. So he walked Ruby at stupid o’clock and I cleaned the house, I think I had a shower, did the ironing, got hubby lunch . We walked Ruby, half of the clothes had arrived so hubby took them to the hospital for his Mum. I cooked the dinner. Hubby had a zoom call with friends. Yada, Yada, Yada.

Wednesday 6th May

Up early, housework, hubby did ours and our middle sons shopping , we do it every 10 Days. I had a Pilates lesson. The hospital rang hubby and he had a zoom call with his mother. Though not his mum of old he said she was was more aware of what was going on. She thanked him for her new clothes and her washing ( which we had done Tuesday evening. Hubby has brought it back from the hospital the night before, it had come back in a special bag you put straight into the washing machine, no touching, very clever) MIL actually held her arms out to the iPad as if to cuddle Hubby, she said “Thank you and I love you” not words she has said to him very often. She also said she was writing him a letter, so he wrote her two to take with him when he returned later to the hospital.

After lunch we dropped of our lads shopping and washing, then we walked Ruby. Late afternoon hubby went off to the hospital with , the last of the new clothes, the clean clothes, a photo in a from of Mum looking at her card from the Queen, a writing pad and the two letters.

As I had said before the Red areas of hospitals these day are scary places. Here are some photos.

We had Broccoli and prawn stir fry as a late dinner when he got back. Rang my sisters but I do that most days.

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Thursday 7th May.

Same old ground hog day but my spirits were a tad higher. The weather was beautiful, had a Zoom call with with my friend and we had coffee and pretended we were out in a café like we used too. We always put the world to right and have a laugh. Now as I mentioned it was very hot yesterday and I chose that day to cook a slow roast shoulder of lamb with all the trimmings.

We had Broccoli and Coliflower cheese, roast parsnips, roast sweet and ordinary potatoes plus a light and fluffy Yorkshire pudding The secret is the slow cooking of the land with parsley, tarragon. It’s a four hour job. It was delicious if I say so myself. I wish I had taken a photo of it.

8pm we went out to clap for the NHS and all Keyworkers, we didn’t record our street this week so I will find us a good video. Oh! I use saucepan lids now, make a better noise, louder.

Time for a happy song .

This is part of LindaGHills #WDIIA.

What Day is it Anyway.Sunday 25th Through Tuesday 27th April 2020.

Why is Linda hosting this post.

She said.”Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are going to be hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.

Why am I writing this post ? Because it’s day ? since we have been told by Bossa to stay home and socially distance ourselves. We are all in different circumstances and yet we are all in the same boat.

Well it’s still out there but lots of people have decided to flout the rules , not everyone but enough so as we notice more cars on the road, more people out. The weather has been lovely and so people have been venturing further afield. Those who flout the rules are selfish and stupid sadly they will only prolong the pandemic. Covid19 has not left the building. The line “Don’t act like a dick cos’ you’ll make others sick” really is true.

Politicians and businesses are wanting to open the country up but be honest it might take time but the country can recover from an economic crisis with time but once you’re dead you are dead!

Yes it’s confusing.

Groundhog Day.

Awake at stupid o’clock, see to Ruby, hubby up at sensible o’clock he took Ruby for her walk I did the house. The hubby had to take hearing aid batteries and wax guards to the hospital for his mum. The ward had rung and said as they were wearing masks and eye protectors she needed to be able to hear. That was another reason I couldn’t sleep, I was worried sick about hubby going to the hospital. But it’s his mum and so he went. He dropped off the batteries band wax guards, I managed to get him to wear a mask and he took his hand gel with him. He said the hospital was empty, he only saw two people when he was on his way to the ward.

We had a quiet afternoon, when he rang the hospital to see how his mum was the hospital told him she wanted some cloths and bits. Horror of horror, for me he agreed to go again the next day. So his brother who is staying at her place packed a suitcase for her.

In the evening we had a virtual drink with our friends who live up the road. We have a video call a couple of drinks and lots of laughs, boy we needed those laughs!

Queue happy song!

And so to Monday.

Not much sleep again, and the morning started just as yesterday did. Hubby walked Ruby, then he headed off to his mum’s house to pick up the suitcase. Then on to the hospital. I cleaned the house, and did my exercise class. Then hubby rang, how was the hospital was it quieter or busier……. It was the same. Did he wear his mask……. Yes he did. Then he dropped the bomb shell. They told him to come on to the ward? “You can’t stand in the hallway” they had said. He did as he was told. His mother’s nurse spoke to him , he had his mask on but she had taken hers off. She gave him an update. ….He didn’t see his mum of course. As he was just at the door end of the ward.

Well if I was worried for his safety before I was now scared ridged for him. It’s strange he does what he does for his mother because he loves her, I worry sick because I love him.

So home he comes, I find it hard not to show I am upset so I do the ironing, he phones the hospital and they offer to do a zoom call, as we have no idea how she is. We have the call in the afternoon , it was really difficult to tell how she really is. It was like the first call the other week. There is a lot of confusion but flashes of clarity, that’s a good sign.

I really can’t remember what happened the rest of the afternoon or evening, apart from it was stressful.

Queue Happy Song.

And so to Tuesday.

Another disturbed night though this time It was due to cramp . Another groundhog start to the day.. After breakfast we took Ruby for her walk, got soaked. Home did house Hubby did the shopping, we try to go once every 10days. I had several phone calls from friends and family. I warmed through a homemade vegetable soup for our lunch with some fresh bread rolls it was good.

Just before he took Ruby for her walk hubby checked the out the drains, it now looks like we have a problem with the downstairs toilet deep joy!

I have had enough. I am getting upset now, ever heard of the straw that broke the camels back?

Arrrrrrrrrgh!
Stay home save lives
Be safe.

This is part of LindaGHill’s #WDIIA.

PS. Plumber coming tomorrow 💜

PPS. They have asked if Mother in Law would be a guineapig for the new drug to combat Covid19 . She is 100, had two seizures… We said NO.

Song Lyric Sunday. Self isolation party.

It’s time again for Jim Adams to host Song Lyric Sunday this week our prompt is

Alone/Confined/Depressed/Isolated/Restless/Solo

Alone, well it’s got to be alone again by Gilbert O’Sullivan.

Gilbert O’Sullivan (born Raymond Edward O’Sullivan; 1 December 1946) is an Irish singer songwriter, best known for his early 1970s hits “Alone Again (Naturally)“, “Clair“, and “Get Down“.

Worldwide he has charted 16 top-40 records, including six No. 1 songs, the first of which was 1970’s “Nothing Rhymed“. Across his career, he has recorded 19 studio albums, up to his UK top 20 self-titled record in 2018. Speaking in 2009 he said, “I write pop songs. That’s all I want to do. I have no interest in just touring, and living in the past.” The music magazine Record Mirror voted him the top UK male singer of 1972.[3] He has received three Ivor Novello Awards, including “Songwriter of the Year” in 1973. Information from Wiki

Warren William Zevon (/ˈziːvɒn/; January 24, 1947 – September 7, 2003)was an American rock singer-songwriter and musician.

Zevon’s most famous compositions include “Werewolves of London“, “Lawyers, Guns and Money“, and “Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner“, all of which are featured on his third album, Excitable Boy (1978), whose title track is also well-known. He also wrote major hits that were recorded by other artists, including “Poor Poor Pitiful Me“, “Accidentally Like a Martyr”, “Mohammed’s Radio“, “Carmelita“, and “Hasten Down the Wind“. Along with his own work, he recorded or performed occasional covers, including Allen Toussaint‘s “A Certain Girl”, Bob Dylan‘s “Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door“, Leonard Cohen‘s “First We Take Manhattan“, Steve Winwood‘s “Back in the High Life Again“, and Prince‘s “Raspberry Beret“.

Zevon’s early music industry successes were found as a session musician, jingle composer, songwriter, touring musician, musical coordinator & bandleader. Despite all this, Zevon struggled to break through in his solo career, until his music was performed by Linda Ronstadt, beginning in 1976 with her album Hasten Down the Wind. This launched a cult following that lasted for 25 years, with Zevon making occasional returns to album and single charts until his death from cancer in 2003. He briefly found a new audience in the 1980s by teaming up with members of R.E.M. in the blues rock outfit Hindu Love Gods.

Known for his dry wit and acerbic lyrics, he was a guest numerous times on Late Night with David Letterman and the Late Show with David Letterman.

“Splendid Isolation”

I want to live alone in the desert
I want to be like Georgia O’Keefe
I want to live on the Upper East Side
And never go down in the street

Splendid Isolation
I don’t need no one
Splendid Isolation

Michael Jackson in Disneyland
Don’t have to share it with nobody else
Lock the gates, Goofy, take my hand
And lead me through the World of Self

Splendid Isolation
I don’t need no one
Splendid Isolation

Don’t want to wake up with no one beside me
Don’t want to take up with nobody new
Don’t want nobody coming by without calling first
Don’t want nothing to do with you

I’m putting tinfoil up on the windows
Lying down in the dark to dream
I don’t want to see their faces
I don’t want to hear them scream

Splendid Isolationa
I don’t need no one
Splendid Isolation

Splendid Isolation
I don’t need no one
Splendid Isolation

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Mother’s little helper by the Rolling Stones says it all about depression! I also think this particularly relevant to the situation with , young mum’s, middle age mum’s and older mum’s being in caught in 24/7 proximity with their children. Having to entertain, school and look after them. Not so bad if you have a big house and garden, and internet and TVs and a partner, that can be bad enough but in a tiny flat with no garden it must be so hard.

Mother’s Little Helper” is a song by the English rock band the Rolling Stones. It first appeared as the opening track to the United Kingdom version of their 1966 album Aftermath. It was released as a single in the United States and peaked at number eight on the Billboard Hot 100 singles chart in 1966. The song deals with the sudden popularity of prescribed calming drugs among housewives, and the potential hazards of overdose or addiction. The drug in question is variously assumed to be meprobamate (Miltown) or diazepam (Valium).

“Mother’s Little Helper”

What a drag it is getting old

“Kids are different today”
I hear ev’ry mother say
Mother needs something today to calm her down
And though she’s not really ill
There’s a little yellow pill
She goes running for the shelter of a mother’s little helper
And it helps her on her way
Gets her through her busy day

“Things are different today”
I hear ev’ry mother say
Cooking fresh food for a husband’s just a drag
So she buys an instant cake
And she burns a frozen steak
And goes running for the shelter of a mother’s little helper
And two help her on her way
Get her through her busy day

Doctor please, some more of these
Outside the door, she took four more
What a drag it is getting old

“Men just aren’t the same today”
I hear ev’ry mother say
They just don’t appreciate that you get tired
They’re so hard to satisfy
You could tranquilize your mind
So go running for the shelter of a mother’s little helper
And for help you through the night
Help to minimize your plight

Doctor please, some more of these
Outside the door, she took four more
What a drag it is getting old

“Life’s just much too hard today”
I hear ev’ry mother say
The pursuit of happiness just seems a bore
And if you take more of those
You will get an overdose
No more running for the shelter of a mother’s little helper
They just helped you on your way
Through your busy dying day

Hey!

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Matt Hires (born August 5, 1985) is an American singer-songwriter from Tampa, Florida. Drawing inspiration from influences as disparate as The BandSufjan StevensWilco and Ryan Adams,[1] Matt became the first artist to sign with F-Stop Music, an imprint of Atlantic Records.

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Here is a real cute song to Bop to in your isolation! Solo by Clean Bandit, Demi Lovato. I especially like this because it an English group that sound like a Latino group.

Solo” is a song by British electronic music band Clean Bandit, featuring guest vocals from American singer Demi Lovato and pitched backing vocals from Kamille. It was written by Lovato, Kamille, Grace ChattoFred Gibson and Jack Patterson, and was produced by Chatto, Gibson, Patterson and Mark Ralph. The song was released on 18 May 2018 by Atlantic Records.

Finally Confined. I chose Chains by Carole King.

Carole King (born Carol Joan Klein, February 9, 1942) is an American singer-songwriter who has been active since 1958, initially as one of the staff songwriters at the Brill Building and later as a solo artist. She is the most successful female songwriter of the latter half of the 20th century in the US, having written or co-written 118 pop hits on the Billboard Hot 100. King also wrote 61 hits that charted in the UK, making her the most successful female songwriter on the UK singles charts between 1952 and 2005.

So there we go we made by a party out of self isolation.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS April 25/2020

It’s Saturday and time to post LindaGHill’s #SocCs.

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “val.” Find a word that starts with “val” or if you’re not doing the A to Z Challenge, find a word that just has “val” in it, and use that word any way you’d like. Enjoy!

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Valediction, the action of saying goodbye or farewell. It’s a not often used word though that does not make it any less valid no to my mind it is a melodic word. It comes from the Latin Vale Dicere literally to say farewell.

People make valedictory speeches, leaving jobs or graduation but we use valediction daily when we part, go to school, working shopping, leave the house our casual, see ya, tar-ra, laters, goodbye they are all valedictory statements.

We use Valediction at weddings, father and mother to daughter or son, at funerals to loved ones and friends though obviously the valediction varies.

Anyway I think it is a beautiful word and that is why I chose it. Shall we have a valedictory song?

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What day is it Anyway. Monday 20th through to Thursday 23rd April 2020

Why is Linda hosting this post.

She said.”Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are going to be hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.

Why am I writing this post ? Because it’s day ? since we have been told by Bossa to stay home and socially distance ourselves. We are all in different circumstances and yet we are all in the same boat.

Love we all need love and patience. Love is easy we love our families and friends and as things are we are dealing with them all at a distance, well I am. We all know distance makes the heart grow stronger! It’s patience that is the difficult one. Hubby and I are doing well but just occasionally it’s hard.

Irritated

So I have to admit a little depression has set in but I am fighting it! We have the added pressure of two of our lads being at risk. One is near enough to drive over with shopping and medicine, he is on furlough and at prey to the worries and pressures that brings. The oldest lad lives on the coast and is over an hour and a half drive away which in these strange days is too far to drive. He is working from home and has friends to help occasionally, plus she uses Amazon. Our youngest, with wife and children lives over 45 minutes drive away, he also works from home, just started a new job. He has enough on his plate as well as helping his neighbours. So we potter along, keeping busy in the house ringing friends and neighbours to make sure they are coping and checking on family too, walking Ruby, and shopping every ten days or so. Some days it’s really hard to stay positive.

Then since Easter Monday Mother in law has been in hospital after two seizures, one massive. The news about her swings from good to bad and I have documented her progress so far in these #WDIIA. posts. She has A delirium, which is like dementia but as she fully compus mentis before the siezures now she is totally different. It has been a roller coaster again this week with very conflicting news depending on who we speak too. Apparently she has the nursing staff entertained , they think she is hysterical and very sweet, eats casts amounts and likes to sing to them. That’s not at all the mother in law I know.

Well today hubby rang to speak to the Dr and got an awful shock. She had a temperature and cough yesterday, no one told us this yesterday. Back to today, her temperature is down a little, her cough is not as bad, she has been moved in to a single room, put on anti biotics and tested for Covid19. This is really scary, we are all praying that she does not have Covid19. She will be 100 years old on the 1st of May if you can, please pray she is negative and makes her birthday.

Okay in no particular order because I can remember since Monday, walked Ruby, hubby went shopping, cleaned all windows inside and out, delivered shopping to middle son, got so stressed out with stressed hubby I cancelled a zoom call with the boys and grandchildren, hubby and I had a blazing row… I felt sick with worry.

Cooked a banana cake, had a Pilates zoom lesson, checked on neighbours. Got up a stupid o’clock every day.

So I have to apologize for hardly posting or commenting this week it’s just been so hectic here. I am so so sorry.

Good points, we are still standing, still talking and still hoping.

Time for a happy song.

This is part of LindaGHill’s #WDIIA.

What day is it Anyway. Sunday 19th April 2020

Why is Linda hosting this post.

She said.”Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are going to be hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.

Why am I writing this post ? Because it’s day ? since we have been told by Bossa to stay home and socially distance ourselves. We are all in different circumstances and yet we are all in the same boat.

Yes indeed it is a mad world at the moment nothing is as we have ever known it to be before . Everything is scary and upside down. Let’s think pretty thoughts.

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As ever up at stupid o’clock, feed Ruby let her out then medicate her. Hubby up at sensible o’clock have breakfast took Ruby for a walk.

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Hubby very upset about his mother and the way his brother and sister are blanking him. He is really in a state because they won’t talk directly to him , crazy. Another day where really I can’t tell you what we really did?

The boys however were busy, cooking and cleaning they all spurred eachother on, on Whatsapp.Sending each other photos.

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A Banana cake and Victoria sponge made by Mark and delicious by all accounts!

This inspired John and his youngest son to do a banana loaf.

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Mind you were are not quite sure what it inspired the eldest son Paul to do? Clean his oven by the looks of things 😀😀

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This spurred hubby on to sort things with his brother at least while MIL is in hospital, a united front is needed.

In the evening we had a two hour Skype with friends, we all had a drink and a laugh and it was really great fun and the first time in over a week that I had seen hubby relax. So that’s yet another week of lockdown passed. Time for a happy song.

Be strong
Be Safe 😘

This is part of LindaGHill’s#WDIIA

Song Lyric Sunday, Familiar Places.

Our host Jim Adams has set us the prompt of Familiar Places.

The town that you live in eventually becomes your hometown. The place where you grew up, or where you spent the largest portion of your childhood, or some place that you have visited extensively, a location where you have fond memories of can also be considered your home town. It could also be the place where your mail arrives, that is if you are not using a PO box. Your address is more of a general term, but your current place of residence means that you actually live there. You would reside in a dwelling or a home, that is if you are not living in a cardboard box out on skid row.

Well I am a Londoner through and through. I have chosen London Bye Ta Ta by David Bowie.

This song is by David Bowie and appears on the album The Forgotten Songs Of David Robert Jones (1997) and on the live album Bowie At The Beeb – The Best Of The BBC Radio Sessions 68-72 (2000).

“London Bye Ta-Ta”

London bye ta-ta
Strange young town
London bye ta-ta
Brought me down
Don’t like your new face
That’s not nice
Got to go far, far
London bye ta-ta

Gigi, Gigi, Gigi, Gigi
Take me away
Gigi, Gigi, Gigi, Gigi
Take me today
The boys in the clothes shop
Sold me curry for a pound
His cardboard face is soggy
And his sellings thorny crown

I loved her!
I loved her!
I’ve got to get away
But I loved her!

Oh-oh-oh
London bye ta-ta
Strange young town
London bye ta-ta
Brought me down
Don’t like your new face
That’s not nice
Got to go far, far
London bye ta-ta

Red light, green light
Make up your mind
Red light, green light
You’re far too un-kind
She loves to love all beauty
And she says the norm is funny
But she whimpers in the morning
When she finds she has no money

I loved her!
I loved her!
I’ve got to get away now
But I loved her!
Ahhh!

Oh-oh-oh
London bye ta-ta
Strange young town
London bye ta-ta
Brought me down
Don’t like your new face
That’s not nice
Got to go far, far
London bye ta-ta
Ahh

Oh-oh-oh
London bye ta-ta
Strange young town
London bye ta-ta
Brought me down
Don’t like your new face
That’s not nice
Got to go far, far
London bye ta-ta
Oh, London bye ta-ta
Oh, London bye ta-ta
Oh, eh

Written by David Bowie.

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What Day is it Anyway. Saturday 18th April 2020.

Why is Linda hosting this post.

She said.”Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are going to be hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.

Why am I writing this post ? Because it’s day ? since we have been told by Bossa to stay home and socially distance ourselves. We are all in different circumstances and yet we are all in the same boat.

That was just so moving and to honest it is just how the world is at the moment. This strange world we are living in is our new normal. I live on the flightpath to Heathrow and in the old normal world planes were passing above every few minutes.

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I took the above photo to show you the clear empty sky but all I got was a photo that reflected my world back in on me, just like life at the moment. Everything has become quiet and small.

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There is the empty blue sky I spoke of.

Well I must of done something Saturday afternoon, spoke to the boys, rang neighbours, walked Ruby but it escapes me.

So let’s have a happy Song.

Keep smiling 😁
Groundhog Day
Be safe 💜

This is part of LindaGHill’s #WHAT DAY IS IT ANYWAY.

What Day is it Anyway Friday 17th April 2020.

Why is Linda hosting this post.

She said.”Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are going to be hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.

Why am I writing this post ? Because it’s day ? since we have been told by Bossa to stay home and socially distance ourselves. We are all in different circumstances and yet we are all in the same boat.

Let’s talk about Captain Tom Moore this brilliant very nearly one hundred year old is walking in his garden to raise money for the NHS. What an amazing feat he has achieved so far he has raised twenty two million pounds and rising. We have added our bit you can also if you wish at Just Giving Captain Tom Moore’s 100th Birthday Walk For The NHS. What an amazing man.

So usual start to the day, I had a zoom Pilates lesson with my class, I was slightly late for that ( I hear you asking, how can she be late, she is locked in how can she be late ). I needed to set Hubby up on Zoom so he could see his mother. Well I got him sorted and missed only 30 mins of the lesson. I am afraid I did not enjoy the lesson as I was worried about hubby and his mum.

The afternoon was filled with sending reports on M.I.L. We had our Zoom call it wasn’t what Hubby was hoping for. A lovely young occupational therapist called us then sent us the nessscary to join the meeting, she greeted us on zoom smiles and bubbly, she walked down the corridor then said “Give me a sec while I gown up” when she picked the iPad back up she had gown, protective glasses, gloves and a mask. Then we saw M.I.L. she looked all smiles and had absolutely no idea who we were ,or who the girl in the mask was. Sadly her speech is very muddled and she thought hubby was her father. Conversation was one sided, she kept saying, yes, lovely and forty two? But her smile was bright. We were on for about ten minutes but she seemed more intent on drinking her tea so we said goodbye. Poor hubby is so upset. Personally I think as long as she is happy that’s good. I do empathize though as my mum was lost to me about four years before she died. She had no idea who we were, or the child, she always looked trapped and scared. Thankfully M.I.L looks happy, bright eyes and smiling she seems to be liked by the staff too, for which we are very grateful at this very difficult time for the NHS.

Sadly Hubby’s family were their usual uncooperative selves. I spent the afternoon dealing with firstly a the blind lady and her partner needed me to get them a refund on some rail tickets they had bought and of course now they cannot travel. That was sorted via phone and email. Also spent two hours on a call to help sister in law set up Zoom… I think Zoom need to start paying me 😜.

Quiet evening, I think I have a cold coming plus I am beyond exhausted, Hubby’s family have really drained me.

Time for a happy song.

You know you must 🥴
I so miss them 🥴
Be safe 💜

This is part of LindaGHill’s # WDIIA.

What Day is it Anyway. Wednesday 15th April 2020

Why is Linda hosting this post.

She said.”Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are going to be hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.

Why am I writing this post ? Because it’s day ? since we have been told by Bossa to stay home and socially distance ourselves. We are all in different circumstances and yet we are all in the same boat.

Families? What do you do with them, but what on earth would you do without them. It’s at times like these we see everyone’s true colours and I am not talking about make up or hair colouring!

We have the mother in law in hospital, not really sure what has happened as the hospital keeps giving us different information. This is not surprising as they are so busy the facts are it sounds like she had a TIA followed by a seizure, following by a massive seizure when she arrived at the hospital. I won’t go into the details too much but the hospital thought she’d had a stroke,then they thought she’d had a seizure, now they think it could be both.

Now hubby and his brother and sister are not best buddies so it can get really difficult sharing information. …… Families.

So it was up with the lark as always, feed medicate let Ruby into the garden. Then Hubby took her for a walk. I stayed home and did my homework and moved the furniture in our bedroom so I could have my Pilates Lesson.

Great lesson, via Zoom then I got on in the kitchen and made vegetable soup out of some of the excess veg I have in the fridge.

Got lunch for hubby, have no idea what I did in the afternoon? I prepared a chicken salad for dinner and that was lovely. We were expecting a Skype call from our friends from Murphy’s Ville in but before they called I had a Facebook video chat with one of my lovely blogery friends.

Our friends rang at 7pm and we were on to them until 8.45pm , as I had a video writing sprint to attend at 9pm. That was fun.

That’s about it for now, I really tried hard to be positive today and I think I succeeded. Time for a happy song. Let’s party!

Be safe 💜

This is part of LindaGHill’s #WDIIA.

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