For the young woman in the next but one village who posted on the local message board that she wanted to give away a 5 m bendable curtain rail, and totally refused to accept payment. I thought it would be the same as mine so I could cannibalise with mine, but it is a far sturdier version with stronger looking fittings.
Not up to the process today as it will involve moving all the furniture near the window, and I have a gippy tummy, and I will need to get some of those screw-in plastic plasterboard fixings and the builders' supplies are closed Saturday pm, but soon shadows will fall in my bedroom again.
When my parents were isolating during lockdown, and getting their groceries delivered, the Tesco delivery people went above and beyond, chatting to my parents and checking that they were ok.
After Dad died three months ago, their joint bank account was closed and Mum was issued with a new bank card / new pin in her sole name.
Yesterday she did a shopping in Tesco and something went wrong when she went to pay. Best guess is that she used the old pin number, then got flustered. At any rate, she was unable to use her bank card. She explained that it was a new card. The manager came, told her not to worry, but to take her shopping home, and to come back to pay once she was sorted. She got cash from my brother and headed back to pay. The person on customer services was expecting her, and when Mum paid, produced a bouquet of flowers with a sympathy on your bereavement message from "everyone at Tesco".
Pleased to report that we were able to hold a successful Thank You! dinner last night, for all the faithful souls who had kept Church going during our lockdowns. We had 17 guests, well spaced in couples, and all the servers at the buffet tables were masked. There was loads of food and chat and a splendid way to meet some new people (also TIG#1's Forest School teacher, who assured us that he was indeed a delight!)
I found the remote for the socket for my washing machine - which is round the side of the freezer, and unreachable, so I have a wifi plug in it.
It used to live on a ledge above the machine, but disappeared last week. I assumed it had been knocked down when either I went through the narrow utility room with a load of prunings for the tip, or someone else went through with a spider in a jar to release in the garden.
So I went through everything it could have dropped into. Nothing. There is a narrow trolley I keep all the laundry additives in beside where it lived. Pulled out the drawers. Nothing. But when I pulled out the bottom one all the way so I could see the floor, there it was, right against the wall behind it, and towards one edge of the space.
Use of my father's walking stick (blackberries for the picking of), handle end, retrieved it, but I'm at a loss as to how it got there. Under the trolley, yes. But in front of the trolley is a container of bottles of laundry additives which would prevent an accidental kicking of it once on the floor.
Very odd. But safely back now, and not in a position from which it can drop on the floor again.
Christchurch and the rest of NZ except Auckland moves down to Alert level 2 on Wednesday. Auckland's level will be reviewed next week, but it appears cases there are trending downwards too and their Alert level and lockdown will be reviewed next week.
Thank you all for your prayers - A has been moved from ICU into a cardiac ward (hooray!) and D will be allowed home tomorrow, as he and his wife L are coping well with the ostomy bag. Long way to go, no doubt, for all of them, but - thank you!
Also, P&T that the elderly lady with dementia who disappeared after Lunch Club yesterday was found safe and well at home. She must just have thought 'oh, what a lovely day, I'll walk home' while her escort was momentarily distracted.
We all agreed how scary it was that she could just wander away unnoticed from a hall full of people - as every parent or carer for a small child understands!
P & T for an unexpectedly good day yesterday. My mother was due to have a steroid injection and I had gone through to drive her home afterwards and generally be there in case she needed any help. Mum went for her appointment was told that she couldn't have it since it was less than a week since she'd had her flu jab (!)
I messaged a friend to tell her what had happened and she suggested Mum and I join her and her mother for coffee. And then she rounded up another friend and her mother and so there were six of us. Three schoolfriends and their three widowed mothers. We've all known each other for over fifty years.
In the interest of remaining a very grateful person- I m here quite intentionally giving praise and thanks for the seats or perching options in our village!
P&T for an emergency plumber who was with us within 30 mins of our phone call on a Sunday evening. We now have no hot water overnight, but we have cold water and can still flush our toilet so YAY!
OOh oooh OOOOOH! Also thanking God for a plumber who came out to check the upstairs toilet and see if it had an undetected leak that was destroying the kitchen ceiling below, only to have him recognize that it was in fact the new roof (!!!!) and put a small hole in the kitchen ceiling so that we could look through to see the wet spot--and hopefully the roofers will see it too and agree to fix it.
But I'm SO glad we didn't have to have the floor or the walls broken up, as they are covered in antique tile and doubtless impossible either to avoid breaking or to replace once broken.
I saw my first duckling of the season today - a mallard (well at least its Mum was). It was so tiny and only a few feet away in a small stream. I hope there were others close by, but I didn't hang about as the mother was getting a bit agitated.
On the other hand the seagulls are particularly noticeable. Twice in the last 2 weeks I've had a seagull poo on my shoe. It could have been worse - it might have been my head.🙁
Giving thanks that the lump on my breast was nothing to worry about. Probably was scar tissue from the removal of another lump (also benign) made more obvious by weight gained in lockdown. I need to join Aroha on a post-lockdown diet,🙄
OK, that's one down, one to go. I have the call back from the hospital to follow up on the gynae issues at the end of the month. Is it too much to ask that this is OK too? Feeling a bit like a demanding little brat, when I know others are less fortunate. I know as a supposedly rational adult that there's not an actual quota or anything it's just that it sometimes feels unfair that some go through so much more.
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Not up to the process today as it will involve moving all the furniture near the window, and I have a gippy tummy, and I will need to get some of those screw-in plastic plasterboard fixings and the builders' supplies are closed Saturday pm, but soon shadows will fall in my bedroom again.
When my parents were isolating during lockdown, and getting their groceries delivered, the Tesco delivery people went above and beyond, chatting to my parents and checking that they were ok.
After Dad died three months ago, their joint bank account was closed and Mum was issued with a new bank card / new pin in her sole name.
Yesterday she did a shopping in Tesco and something went wrong when she went to pay. Best guess is that she used the old pin number, then got flustered. At any rate, she was unable to use her bank card. She explained that it was a new card. The manager came, told her not to worry, but to take her shopping home, and to come back to pay once she was sorted. She got cash from my brother and headed back to pay. The person on customer services was expecting her, and when Mum paid, produced a bouquet of flowers with a sympathy on your bereavement message from "everyone at Tesco".
My condolences on the loss of your father.
It used to live on a ledge above the machine, but disappeared last week. I assumed it had been knocked down when either I went through the narrow utility room with a load of prunings for the tip, or someone else went through with a spider in a jar to release in the garden.
So I went through everything it could have dropped into. Nothing. There is a narrow trolley I keep all the laundry additives in beside where it lived. Pulled out the drawers. Nothing. But when I pulled out the bottom one all the way so I could see the floor, there it was, right against the wall behind it, and towards one edge of the space.
Use of my father's walking stick (blackberries for the picking of), handle end, retrieved it, but I'm at a loss as to how it got there. Under the trolley, yes. But in front of the trolley is a container of bottles of laundry additives which would prevent an accidental kicking of it once on the floor.
Very odd. But safely back now, and not in a position from which it can drop on the floor again.
We all agreed how scary it was that she could just wander away unnoticed from a hall full of people - as every parent or carer for a small child understands!
I messaged a friend to tell her what had happened and she suggested Mum and I join her and her mother for coffee. And then she rounded up another friend and her mother and so there were six of us. Three schoolfriends and their three widowed mothers. We've all known each other for over fifty years.
But I'm SO glad we didn't have to have the floor or the walls broken up, as they are covered in antique tile and doubtless impossible either to avoid breaking or to replace once broken.
On the other hand the seagulls are particularly noticeable. Twice in the last 2 weeks I've had a seagull poo on my shoe. It could have been worse - it might have been my head.🙁
Seconded. Plus normal Sunday services will resume.
They really are a thing
And
They really really help.
Praise and thanksgiving indeed!