Off at high speed she went to the dentist.. to get there ten of the morning clock.. they smiled at her and said "You're early, your appointment is not until two this afternoon, when he has finished with this patient, we'll see if he will put you forward a few hours".. duh.. and there it was, in her mobile appointments as large as life and twice as clear.. 2pm.
She didn't have her garden keys with her, there wasn't anywhere she wanted to go, so she chewed the fat with Karen, then one of the receptionists opened the door and called out that he would see her at eleven.. so she moosied off up the market to chat to Margie and get some money out of the hole in the wall.. aka an ATM.. and then moosied her way back again.
Done and dusted, he fitted her poor tooth with a smart cap.. they are very thorough these guys and it looks good and fits perfectly.
She was back home just before one o'clock.. for a proper lunch time! Pan fried calves liver with sage and garlic and a big plate of mixed steamed vegetables together with carrots.. all delicious. I love calves liver and all vegetables are always acceptable!
Tomorrow ~ Thursday ~ she has to catch a train to Hackney Central from Victoria Station, if she leaves here just after an early lunch, she should be on time. It is an appointment to see Margaret, her optician. To see what is going on and to check her glasses prescription as her present ones are five years old, she knows that she needs different reading glasses.. her 'old' ones are just slightly 'off'.
We do hope it is a sunny week end.. please let it be so. We will be Singing with Dementia in the afternoon, this is after she goes to see Mr.Benjamin on Friday at ten of the morning clock for her MRI results and it would be reallyreally nice if it was sunny and warm at the week end so that we could both go to the garden.
She saw a sad thing this afternoon.. now we are not mad keen on rats but they're here in London and so you just have get on with it. She was washing the outside of our bedroom window and saw a large rat come out of the open door of rubbish area. He was staggering a bit and tried to get up the stairs but could not make it, he fell sideways off the second step, squeaked, twitched and died.. Poor fat rat..
She telephoned the managing agents and told them, then sent them a photo of poor dead rat so they would know it was not a belated April Fools Joke. They're sending Pest Control to collect Mr.Rat and to put down more traps etc. Ah, it's a hard life in a city, he should have stayed in the country.
That's really all my news, tomorrow in the late afternoon when she's come back from Hackney, I will be posting a delicious recipe that she made for us last week.. with shrimp and black rice.. it was tasty, we hope you'll enjoy it too.
In the meantime, there were no monkeys to be found, you'll be pleased to hear and all my feathers are well!
GeeGee Parrot.
May 13th, 2015.
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