Who next?

A day of encounters. I planned to blip a shot of Clarissa, the physio, leaning over me with her strong fingers torturing every tight muscle and crooked vertebra, but after physio, I visited the phone company (yet again) and snapped Flavia, the charming attendant who is trying to sort out our phone woes. Plans changed again as I left and spotted a young man in a suit and hat and using bicycle clips, reminiscent of old Rio. I walked on, but couldn’t resist turning back and taking a couple of surreptitious shots. On the second, I realised he had spotted me, so confessed to my crime and asked if he minded if I took another. We had a delightful conversation and I told him about blip. He then showed me a photo he had taken of a colourful figure on a bike loaded with assorted merchandise and I realised he had all the makings of a blipper. I therefore give you L, and hope he will join our online community.

On the way home I met a former neighbor, always seen with her son Fred, who suffers from Downes syndrome (I think – although we have known him for nearly 40 years, which seems a long life under the circumstances ). Her dedication is inspiring and touching, particularly as I know she is in straitened circumstances. As for Fred, he never forgets a face or a birthday, but always greets you by holding your hand and saying “your birthday is on ….”.

Meanwhile, I had phoned HH , expressing an urgent need for a gelato, and arranged to meet him on the corner. Almost felt in a fit state to finish my work by the time I got home (but haven’t, and anyway, no Internet access till now). Also received a letter from the phone company reporting an unpaid bill – this after at least three phone calls this week to say they would be sending adjusted invoices due to charging us for discontinued services. I phoned them and confirmed my suspicions – their various departments have no idea of what the other departments are up to. That litigious feeling is coming on strong.