Damson blossom

I tried phoning the surgery again. Reception said that I’m now in the care of JMaps so they can’t really do anything else. I said the codeine was finished so I’ve been given a prescription for more but warned to only take when really necessary as they are addictive. However I did plead for a face to face with a GP so it was agreed that instead of the phone follow-up to talk about the X-ray results I could go in person on Wednesday.

We tried to sort space in the back bedroom which has been storing all the conservatory and bathroom stuff so that Ella can sleep there on Sunday. We can’t really get much sorted in the conservatory as it still has the new shower and tiles etc in it but we have moved in enough chairs for Easter lunch.

I did some of my Vienna book.

Adrienne very kindly drove to pick me up for book group. It’s ridiculous that I couldn’t even manage the half mile to her house to save her the drive up the hill and on to Katy’s. She has a big Audi. It was a quiet and smooth ride but we’ll not be considering one as they are way above our budget. (The garage man can’t look at our Ford till next week but says as long as we keep an eye on the oil it should be OK to drive). We discussed “The nightingale gallery” by Paul Doherty which I thought was one of the worst books I’d read. Well I didn’t read much of it as the purple prose and over-abundance of adjectives were too much for me. Katy apologised as she’d not read it before choosing it.