Welcome back to me!!!! and thanks for your patience waiting all these weeks for news. The crisis is not exactly over but I suppose it is getting to manageable proportions so at least we have a few moments to sit back and take stock. This update would have been at least an hour earlier if I hadn't spilt wine over the keyboard rendering it not only sticky but non-operational. Fortunately an old one dragged out of the loft seems to be working OK.
Body Builder is still in hospital but has now been moved to a new ward in Hackney, away from the hospital in Goodmayes. That makes travelling no easier as I am not brave enough to drive there yet and so we go on public transport. Good news, necessity being the mother of invention, Mrs Claus has overcome her claustrophobia enough to go on the Tube. Body Builder is not desperately happy about the move or the thought of staying in hospital for an extended period of time but we just hope it will all be for the best.
Jetski boy fortunately seems to take it in his stride and is getting quite used to freedom of access to TV and the shower! He doesn't think much to hospital visiting so will probably not be joining us often.
Bodybuilder has a great group of friends and we have been really grateful to them for their support and regular visits and now they are preparing to tackle to Hackney journey as well.
Work is also chaotic for me at the moment, I think I am beginning to understand what the big (well relatively big) bucks are for. Nothing that £1m wouldn't sort out but unfortunately no one seems to be offering at the moment.
Things are also conspiring against me in the garden as well, every time I think seriously about getting out and doing things it either rains or snows - that's my excuse anyway and since we are still getting hard morning frosts that is a good excuse not to put out any bedding plants yet. Maybe I will have to buy plastic ones for the big party!
Life does get confusing when I drive to work. Some days I take my car - easy. Some days I take Body Builder's car - very sexy and big sound system but for some reason it is only returning 20 miles to the gallon and sometimes I take mine, which could be Mrs Claus' but in reality will be JetSki Boy's when he is old enough - goes OK, has no radio and only 4 gears. The point being that when I get back to the car park I need to remember which car I am looking for
NEWS - Bonking Boris decided to launch is mayoral campaign from the Community Centre beneath our offices. Boris and "Call me Dave" much in evidence talking to lots of people but not us. I am told that if you watched the South East news that night you would have seen an interview with them both with me hanging out of the window above them trying to get a picture. The reason for all this? - it had just been announced that Edmonton had surpassed Brixton (where he was going to launch) as having the highest murder rate in the capital for the last 6 months - great place to work - and they added one more to the tally whilst he was speaking, just to make sure he got the point
Mrs Claus' Mum fell and broke her wrist at the begining of the week so she is feeling very poorly.
Fortunately Security Driver brother (who is brilliant) was on hand to help and spent pretty much the whole day in the hospital. Police Inspector "don't mess with me" sister is going up tomorrow to stay for a few days until revised care packages etc. are sorted out.
We have church friends in South Africa on a mission at the moment, very exciting and lots of things going on. Two of the party had never flown before so that was a great adventure for them to start with. One "you ought to sue somebody" was so worked up about it he nearly didn't need a plane to fly at all. If you are that way inclined please pray for them for the next couple of weeks
Now I am back in the groove I hope my contributions to your education and enlightenment will be more regular again
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