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My ‘friend’ went out last night to a big family party; his Dad’s Birthday, and I confess I’m ‘put out.’ Months ago he asked if I’d like to go to the party. Work was crazy busy and I said, ask me nearer the time. These past few weeks he’s mentioned how

My sister and I had a nice day out at the agricultural fair. The weather was sunny with a light breeze, and I was glad I’d taken my sun hat and a long sleeved shirt so that I could cover up. Coats were left in the car. We arrived just after 9am and

On Friday I had my ‘minor’ surgery though quite frankly when you’re lying on the table, fully awake, and they’re tugging at your face it doesn’t feel very minor! My sister (the one who hasn’t had surgery recently) took me to the hospital, sat with me and

This week has been mostly spent in the hospital waiting room, or doctor’s surgery. At least, that’s what it feels like. My hospital check-up was at 1.30 on Monday. I’d removed the dressing like my leaflet said that I could, but couldn’t get it all off.

Yesterday, after a very bumpy bus ride, I walked through our local town. I saw any number of takeaways, a couple of Polish shops, a Polish butcher, a Thai restaurant, a Turkish restaurant, (I know of a Russian restaurant nearby) a Sari shop, an