Today is September 6th but you would think it to be October at least! Words reach me in jail that dry brown leaves are fluttering down and that the skies are grey.. ugh.. it sounds as if Autumn has arrived with a wallop.
On Friday, the sky was an Autumnal grey and the air felt damp, it didn't rain, it tried to but only a few drops pitter-pattered down on the pavement as she came home from Borough.
Saturday and Sunday were both gardening days and on Saturday, there was a minor panic as she thought.. KEYS! Where are my allotment key, what have I done with them? Luckily they appeared and off she went. Calling in upon her Lebanese friends in Yeomans Row.
And, oh dear.. to be told such a tale of woe! For they have a very serious problem with their electrical supply but she could do nothing and so left to go onto the allotments.
And shortly after she had trudged down the path.. it started to rain. Not pitter-patter rain but seriously wet, very cold Autumnal rain. She kept her rain jacket on and went to dig up the remaining garlic, onions and shallots that she had left in the ground.
To discover that the last three rows of garlic had produced miserable bulbs! They were supposed to be big fat purple ones but these bore no resemblemence to that description! They were minute, white skinned and each bulb only had four or five skinny cloves.
Hence the title of this post, could they have been cuckoo garlic or garlic cuckoos? We will never know but one thing is for sure, she won't be buying garlic from THAT supplier again!
Yesterday, Monday, she met Ann and they went to look at the new garden roof at John Lewis on Oxford Street, they had thought about having lunch up these but it was horribly expensive, with a small choice, so they didn't and had lunch in the store.
She found the shower curtain rings she has been searching for and they caught a bus back down to Sloane Street, they parted and she hot-footed it home, picked up her eye medications, her hospital number and went back out off to Moorfields. For she knew something wasn't 'quite' right!
Sure enough, the A&E nurse said "Ugh, poor you, you've got a really nasty infection, go through and a doctor will prescribe you something for it".
It was heaving with people and she didn't get home until after 8.00pm! With new eye medicines and antibiotics for both eyes, to be taken every two hours for the first three days and then four times a day for a week.
The doctor said that she was pleased she hadn't gone to her GP but had gone to them for they had pulled her notes by the time she was seen. The doctor did a full range of tests, including her pressure and checked that poor old optic nerve in her right eye, it isn't ever going to get better but they are trying to keep it as stable as can be. Who knew all those years ago in 1969 that her Optic Nerve had been damaged! Certainly no one looked to see if damage had occurred.
And now having had a full examination and with two new prescriptions, she has an appointment with her Glaucoma Consultant for January 13th, 2017.
Today she received a very surprising call! It was from the new head of the Tenancy Dept at the Town Hall. Such a kind man, he was calling to check that she was back in the flat and that the works had been carried out properly! She told him the Environmental Health Officer is coming tomorrow to check and to 'sign them off' as it were and said that she would ask him to call the tenancy dept with his findings.
"You make sure he does that please? For our department knows your landlord of old and how he tries to get out of doing repair works properly and if there's any trouble or problems, you come straight back to us, ok?"
How kind was that? Mind you, he's certainly seen all the notes from the man whose position he had taken over and John, the previous chief, certainly didn't mince his words with regards to what he thought about our landlord!
And after the Environmental man has been and gone, she's coming to collect me! And we are going to have a couple of quiet days at home together. For Moorfields have told her to take it easy for several days as they have no idea what can have caused her to get such an infection!
She's not wearing make-up, she washes her face and steams her eyes because of her eye lid problem, so who knows but they, her eyes, haven't felt 'right' since she came back here into the flat.. did they use a chemical that she's reacted to? Certainly the smell in that cupboard WAS most peculiar!
Thank heavens for cut onions! She cut several in half and shut them in the cupboard to absorb the strange unpleasant smell and they've nearly eradicated it, thank goodness!
Who knows? I don't 'cos I'm jailbird number One.. due for release tomorrow.. oh, I do hope that this tomorrow comes, not like in the words of that song!
GeeGee Parrot.
September 6th, 2016.
On Friday, the sky was an Autumnal grey and the air felt damp, it didn't rain, it tried to but only a few drops pitter-pattered down on the pavement as she came home from Borough.
Saturday and Sunday were both gardening days and on Saturday, there was a minor panic as she thought.. KEYS! Where are my allotment key, what have I done with them? Luckily they appeared and off she went. Calling in upon her Lebanese friends in Yeomans Row.
And, oh dear.. to be told such a tale of woe! For they have a very serious problem with their electrical supply but she could do nothing and so left to go onto the allotments.
And shortly after she had trudged down the path.. it started to rain. Not pitter-patter rain but seriously wet, very cold Autumnal rain. She kept her rain jacket on and went to dig up the remaining garlic, onions and shallots that she had left in the ground.
To discover that the last three rows of garlic had produced miserable bulbs! They were supposed to be big fat purple ones but these bore no resemblemence to that description! They were minute, white skinned and each bulb only had four or five skinny cloves.
Hence the title of this post, could they have been cuckoo garlic or garlic cuckoos? We will never know but one thing is for sure, she won't be buying garlic from THAT supplier again!
Yesterday, Monday, she met Ann and they went to look at the new garden roof at John Lewis on Oxford Street, they had thought about having lunch up these but it was horribly expensive, with a small choice, so they didn't and had lunch in the store.
She found the shower curtain rings she has been searching for and they caught a bus back down to Sloane Street, they parted and she hot-footed it home, picked up her eye medications, her hospital number and went back out off to Moorfields. For she knew something wasn't 'quite' right!
Sure enough, the A&E nurse said "Ugh, poor you, you've got a really nasty infection, go through and a doctor will prescribe you something for it".
It was heaving with people and she didn't get home until after 8.00pm! With new eye medicines and antibiotics for both eyes, to be taken every two hours for the first three days and then four times a day for a week.
The doctor said that she was pleased she hadn't gone to her GP but had gone to them for they had pulled her notes by the time she was seen. The doctor did a full range of tests, including her pressure and checked that poor old optic nerve in her right eye, it isn't ever going to get better but they are trying to keep it as stable as can be. Who knew all those years ago in 1969 that her Optic Nerve had been damaged! Certainly no one looked to see if damage had occurred.
And now having had a full examination and with two new prescriptions, she has an appointment with her Glaucoma Consultant for January 13th, 2017.
Today she received a very surprising call! It was from the new head of the Tenancy Dept at the Town Hall. Such a kind man, he was calling to check that she was back in the flat and that the works had been carried out properly! She told him the Environmental Health Officer is coming tomorrow to check and to 'sign them off' as it were and said that she would ask him to call the tenancy dept with his findings.
"You make sure he does that please? For our department knows your landlord of old and how he tries to get out of doing repair works properly and if there's any trouble or problems, you come straight back to us, ok?"
How kind was that? Mind you, he's certainly seen all the notes from the man whose position he had taken over and John, the previous chief, certainly didn't mince his words with regards to what he thought about our landlord!
And after the Environmental man has been and gone, she's coming to collect me! And we are going to have a couple of quiet days at home together. For Moorfields have told her to take it easy for several days as they have no idea what can have caused her to get such an infection!
She's not wearing make-up, she washes her face and steams her eyes because of her eye lid problem, so who knows but they, her eyes, haven't felt 'right' since she came back here into the flat.. did they use a chemical that she's reacted to? Certainly the smell in that cupboard WAS most peculiar!
Thank heavens for cut onions! She cut several in half and shut them in the cupboard to absorb the strange unpleasant smell and they've nearly eradicated it, thank goodness!
Who knows? I don't 'cos I'm jailbird number One.. due for release tomorrow.. oh, I do hope that this tomorrow comes, not like in the words of that song!
GeeGee Parrot.
September 6th, 2016.
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