Getting A Handle On Things

Visited our sick friend this morning.

What a remarkable woman she is.

2 years after her 'sell by' date and she is battling on.

Okay - she has problems getting about these days but she just soldiers on.

Her family always seem to having something for her to look forward to - weddings, births, holidays. None of them are unachievable or too far away and she never thinks 'If I can make it' ........ they are dates in her diary that events are happening on.

Just before we left our friends her both her daughters turned up.
"Humphry" came along too.
I have never known a baby who can fart such lethal smelling odours. she could clear the Albert Hall. Maybe it is because she will eat anything and everything she is given.

I spent a while shredding some stuff from the garden in the afternoon.

Daughter and Cygnet arrived just as I finished - which is probably just as well because I had started to cut down some more stuff for shredding even though my back was begining to scream "No More".

By stopping when I did, I should be okay to do some more tomorrow. If I hadn't -then I would be fit for nothing for at least two days.

I knew I had her for a reason.