A cool Sunday with plenty of sharp, chilly showers. I did manage a walk with Priscilla dodging the showers and I think it did us both good.
I have a busy week coming up and I like that - it is always good to have plenty to do. Tomorrow morning it is Book Group here. Lots of absentees for various reasons - holidays, moving house, for a start. Tuesday I am having my Gas Boiler serviced so have to stay in for the Engineer. Thursday I am having my third Covid vaccination (a couple of weeks before my winter flu jab, which has been postponed) and Friday I am going to see about new hearing aids.
My antibiotics seem to be working on my infection - I have only two left to take so I hope they are. I am certainly feeling less confused than I was(apparently urinary infections are known for causing confusion). If you don't already know it I can assure you that getting old is no picnic - but at least it happens to us all finally.
My gardener rang me to tell me he is ill and can't work for the forseeable future. I am sorry - he is going through a worrying time . My son kindly dashed round, emptied the tubs by my front door, refilled them with compost and has planted them up with plug=plant violas which arrived. That gives them a chance to put on a bit of growth in the next few weeks if the weather is kind. D, my gardener, now needs to really take care of himself and concentrate on keeping warm and getting well.
I shall now go and look at Strictly Come Dancing to see who are the first contestants to go out. I always feel sorry for the first pair don't you?