It was a dark and stormy night

 Wow!

So long since I last posted.

In answer to my question,  "Are we out of the woods yet?"  I think we'd just been floundering in the edges of the woods. Now the country is stuck in the centre of a very dark, dangerous woods, with no idea which is the way out. 

Perhaps if common sense had taken hold we might not be in this situation, but when we're given "official advice" that is as clear as a mud, and it's constantly changing, what else did we expect.  In addition, when someone in the public eye blatantly broke the rules, rather than be castigated for their misdemeanoours, the rules, suddenly changed, so that they hadn't broken them, just simply jumped the gun. 

I don't expect that I will be getting a vaccination until late March, early April.

The vaccinations, while a good thing, need explaining properly to the elderly who are getting them first, as a relative of mine was under the impression that they would be immune after the first dose.

Are we out of the woods yet?

So, over three months in and the government are talking about relaxing measures/restrictions.
I'd love to know if the other countries who were further on than us are relaxing their restrictions. Are they taking what is happening now, in those countries, into their considerations? If not, why not?

Cauliflower

I wish that some bright spark hadn't thought of cauliflower "rice", and it subsequently has become a "thing".
Before it was dreamed of, there used to be a time in the year when cauliflowers came very cheap, due to the seasonal glut.  But no longer.....the buggers just make the glut into fake rice, I suspect.
I can only hope that it's just a fleeting fad.
In case you haven't guessed, cauliflower is possibly my favourite vegetable.

Prevarication is the thief of time.

So....Almost a year ago my distant cousin, Julie, sent me a book titled Knit your own Zoo.
She put on the gift tag, "I'd like a giraffe", or similar words.
I knitted all the pieces, using Ricorumi cotton yarn. (Made for toy making,).
However, when I have started to assemble the giraffe, I have become disheartened, as the stuffing is showing through. So, I have been putting off assembling it. I hate it when something like that happens.
I even crocheted a four foot square blanket rather than assemble. (I'm not a wizard, it was chunky yarn....took me the days.)
And I am even writing about putting it off in preference to assembling.
Get on with it woman, I hear you shout.....OK, I will.
But how can a tiny thing take so long?
Oh, and I knitted a beret for myself as well.

Right......time to sew a giraffe together.

At long last

I'm not entirely sure if I posted about this before, but I have applied for PIP, (personal independence payment,) .
This time was my fourth application, and at long last I have got it. When you're dealing with several chronic health conditions things can be difficult.
It doesn't mean that I will be able to live "the life of Riley", but it does mean that things will be a little easier for me.
Now I just need to hear back from the Visa/Mastercard people, and things should be looking much better.

The kid who said "Wow".

I think that it might start a trend.
The kid who said Wow at the end of a performance is not the first child to be taken to a classical performance, and won't be the last.
I hope that children don't start doing it at the end of every performance.
As I said, it's not rare. As a child I was a brass band kid....in that dad played in a brass band, and back then the band would go to competitions, and performances on a coach, families included....so we would often be part of the audience. We knew to behave.
I took my daughter, when she was about 7 and a half to a performance by Evelyn Glennie. She wiggled about, wanting to see the performance better, it was in a flat hall, and the people behind us told her to stand on her chair. She stood on her chair almost hypnotised by the speed of Evelyn Glennie's hands. She climbed down and whispered in my ear, "she's got nothing on her feet,Mum".  I knew this, as that's how she listens to the music, being profoundly deaf.
I was lucky enough to see Ms Glennie again with my elder son in Liverpool. She's extremely entertaining.

The hydrotherapy session that never was.

I am beginning to wonder if I will ever get to hydrotherapy.
I was referred by the podiatrist before Xmas, there is a waiting list, so I had to wait.
The first one I had to cancel because I had a streaming cold, and it had affected my asthma. (The letter they send with your appointment states not to attend if you have any of four conditions.)
Roll forwards to mid March, I got a chest infection, so had to cancel again, as that is one of the "no,no's......so, it was rearranged for today.
So....here I am costume, towel, shampoo at the ready.....the phone rings.....it's the booking service...the physiotherapist who takes the session is ill, so today is cancelled.
As the sessions are held in the pool at the local special needs school, there's none for the next two weeks, due to the school being closed over the Easter holiday.
I wonder........will hydrotherapy ever happen.......meanwhile....I'm off for a soak in the bath. 😂