Oh dear! I have done something wrong again and - sorry 'Breath of Fresh air' but you have appeared in red above my blog list - I have just managed to put the Bike Shed in the correct place (thanks Rachel) when it happens all over again. I am afraid it is usually down to my shakes. I have an inherited condition called Benign Essential Tremor - my father had it and my sister inherited it and now me I am afraid. It is, as it says, a benign condition, but it does cause problems on some days when it is bad. My hands shake so much that I easily hit the wrong key and you get a garbled reply - hence my location yesterday. It is easily mistaken for Parkinson's Disease but is in fact much more common and not at all serious. I try to choose a time of day when it is not all that bad for the time when I put on a post but it doesn't always work.
A lot of you having tried to read Anne Mustoe (and Graham Swift) found the books impossible and didn't finish them. It just proves one thing - our reading tastes vary. We did have a discussion about this in our Book Group a few months ago. For some people the story is the most important, for others the quality of the writing is most important and for some it has to be both. I think I probably fall into the last category. I do like a good story line but far more important to me is the standard and the quality of the writing. But whichever it is, one thing is for sure - I would have been absolutely lost without books during our Lockdowns. Not only have various friends supplied me with books but I think the number of books I have bought on line probably balances well against what I would normally spend on petrol.
Sorry I appear to have moved to some remote place in Australia yesterday folks - I assure you I am still here in my little cosy bungalow in the Yorkshire Dales. I have no intention of going anywhere - not to Australia, although Joany and Jessie ring me regularly from there and it would be lovely to go an see them. In fact getting round the block with Priscilla is my absolute maximum so far this year and it is not likely to improve much. I dare not try to alter that because I might make it worse. Mary (Breath of Fresh Air) I see you are actually in both places - but my son will hopefully move you from the top when he breaks up from school and has more time.
I saw this morning on Breakfast television that it is sixty years ago today since the E type Jaguar was launched. I remember it well - it always seemed to be red - and I rather think it cost around six thousand pounds (I am sure somebody will correct me if I am wrong) One thing is for sure, it was the very height of sophistication - and I really think it still is. I have never ridden in one and really have no desire to do so. I do know that, a week after selling my little three door Corsa I am still missing the sight of it on my drive. But - as they say - onward and upward. There is no point in looking back.
The sun has just emerged from behind the clouds so I shall go round the block with Priscilla. If anything earth shattering happens on my walk I will report it back to you.
Back from my walk, it is pleasantly warm but hardly a soul about. Round here people are really obeying the Covid rules. We have a large vaccination centre in our little town - at present using the Astra Zeneca. I go for my second jab on Thursday next week and I shall be getting my top up in Pfizer, as that was what I had the first time round. As with all of the centres, it is all well-organised - in and out in no time at all.
I came back in after my walk - the longest I have done, put the lunch my carer had brought for me (casserole of beef and vegetables) in the microwave to heat. Within five minutes I was eating a delicious lunch. I took my pudding (a banana and a tangerine) into the sittingroom to eat while watching the lunch time news, promptly fell asleep and woke up when the news was over. My walk had tired me out - but I don't mind that; it means my muscles are getting stronger. My friend must have been while I was out or asleep because magazines were through the door when I came through the hall. I shall now send her an e mail to ask her. Until tomorrow friends.