My Christmas preparations have really gone well this year. Every list has been ticked off and the farmer is getting all my fruit and vegetables from our market in the morning when he goes in very early for the papers. He gives them the list before he goes into the paper shop and then goes across to collect it afterwards. By half past seven it will all be put away.
We always have our Christmas Day alone - we eat a Christmas lunch, watch a bit of carefully chosen television, play a bit of
Rummikub, maybe do a jig-saw - a quiet day. Then on Boxing Day we always have a party. My son and his wife and their friends all come round for the day - lunch and then a buffet in the evening. All is prepared. The turkey is taken from the freezer; various nibbles have been prepared etc. Then last night the bombshell.
My son rang to say that he hadn't told me earlier as he didn't want to worry me but that yesterday he had been to hospital as a day-patient and had an operation. He had a detached retina. The operation had gone well and he was now home - that was the good news. The bad news is that until the end of next Wednesday - nine days - he has to lie flat on his left side, only being upright for ten minutes in every hour.
His wife is not in perfect health and has mobility problems herself, so it is going to be a difficult few days for them. Now we are trying to organise some sort of routine so that we take it in turns to go round and chat with him. His wife will come here for lunch, as arranged and one or other of our party will go round straight after lunch to sit and chat and cheer him up. Luckily he only lives about a mile away. But it is certainly a case of 'the best laid plans',
Here's wishing everyone who reads my blog a very happy Christmas and let us all hope that the New Year brings more peace to the world, although tonight's news about Afghanistan does not make that sound much of a possibility.