Good morning from a dry Bristol. Although we have had a few showers, we haven’t really had much rain, but that’s been enough for the grass to green up again.
Yesterday’s meeting was interesting, fairly helpful until a few residents started to bang on about how wonderful the last permanent resident manager was. (She was an old fashioned care-type) but the employment criteria have changed. The manager is allowed to do anything outside office hours only for fire or flood, otherwise the residents are on their own. Try getting that into their thick skulls. The constant harping about the past drove me away after 2 1/2 talking.
In the afternoon, I had planned a careful bus timetable to go from A to B to C. Bummer, I realised half way that I had left my sunglasses to be adjusted, at home. Ah well, the rest worked out ok.
At DD’s, I had promised a takeaway of “Eat a Pitta” which meant that no cooking was required. Iris was planning a cake order. Her acquaintances/neighbours pay her for celebration cakes. She’s doing well with that and her cat sitting next door.
They have found out that her NFM2 has caused mild scoliosis atm and a twisting of her spine so the poor girl is in constant pain. A full body brace will be made for her in the not too distant future, to be worn for minimum of 22 hours a day. What a problematic condition. At least, she isn’t disfigured like the Elephant Man whose condition she shares.
Today, sewing this morning and a First Aid course for the FAB cafe in the afternoon.
All the best to one and all. Carpe diem 🦩🦩🦩🦩
