Happy Monday and August!

I know I’ve been missing in action for most of July and large part of the year. You know what? That’s ok, I’m not doing this for the views – I started this blog back when I lived at my uncle’s in Fulham and it pulled me out of a hole. I’m never going to be an influencer because I have too many things I’m interested in, I’m no good at teaching and I’m the queen of ‘can’t be arsed’. So I’m not going to stress too much!

Life has felt busy this year, my life is currently full of shoulds and musts and while I am grateful for most of the shoulds and musts (because money, a place to live and people that I love are really good things to have) I’m contrary and I’m not enjoying it. If I ever wonder why I’m single and childless, this essentially is the essence of it, I don’t like to commit!

All that being said, July has been a trickier month than I expected. There was good stuff, a new government, an allotment open day (and a gold award for the plot), a work day in Southampton, lots of work godchildren back from Uni, a beer festival, a walk and lunch with Christelle and the dogs, the Euro finals (I finally bought a TV license so I could watch England play badly and then lose. I know we deserved to lose but it wasn’t fun) COVID from the newly returned godchildren (which included the worse non migraine headache I’ve had in forever). Working from home is great, it really reduces sick leave, because you can go and sleep when you need to and then send documents out at 10:12pm. I didn’t really rest because I’m in that place, there is no rest, there is retirement or death, I’ll rest then!

Finally on the last weekend of the month, Ma had another fall, a really bad one and she knocked herself out. we both got to add a ride in an ambulance to the list of things we’ve not done before and 9 hours in A&E later, via some stitches and a CT scan, we went home. I have been expressive in my love for the NHS but the problem with a service that is grossly underfunded, is that it’s focus is on crisis, not prevention. Ma’s balance has become a huge problem, but because she doesn’t break anything, they just send her home. I’m about to become a very squeaky wheel to get her a referral to the falls clinic and to get some investigation of why her balance has become so terrible over the last couple of months.

So I’m hopeful that August will be better, but we’ll see. This week, is actually my birthday week and I do have some plans. I’m going to spend a day with Sue at either Kew Gardens or Cliveden, dinner with Jo and the Chelsea Physic Garden with Christelle. I do want to spend some time on the plot but I’m also going to the doctors with Ma so she can get her stitches removed. Before that, this morning I need to do a small amount of work for reasons I won’t talk about (but it wasn’t me!) and then holiday!

Have a good week!