OUT OF BED, WASHED, BREAKFAST COOKED & EATEN, DOWN ONTO THE TUBE, INTO AUDIOLOGY.. TO FIND THERE'S NO CLINIC ON A MONDAY.. GRRR.

Poor mum, she didn't know that the hearing aid clinic at Charing Cross Hospital wasn't open on Mondays. How boring.. for it was cold and wet and she thought of how she needn't have woken up so early, nor hurried our breakfast.. sigh.

The receptionist, whom she has known for several years, gave her a pack of batteries and told her to come back on Wednesday as Tuesdays are always busy.

She thanked her and went down to catch a bus to Clapham Junction which would take her to Battersea Flower Station in search of a big pot of Christmas Roses for a gift and a couple of Christmas Cacti for us.

She loves these cacti, the way that they grow quietly all year then, just before the begging of December, put out the prettiest of blossoms.

Now are you wondering how we're getting on our new laptop? Well, she's pleased at the way her fingers remember how to touch type, for it is well over seven years since she's used a keyboard and she's finding the big screen wonderful!

There's no trouble with making the letters bigger 
and what bliss it is to be able to read something on line without the websites continously crashing, I fear poor old iPad is dying, she must get her photos off it before it does. 

Tomorrow she is cutting down a tree.. a glorious 45 year old Kanzan flowering cherry, poor tree. It was killed by a tenant who rented a friends' house. 

The friend asked her to do it whilst he is away, I am not surprised, I wouldn't want to see it cut down either if it was mine, she'll meet Dean there at 10.am, cut it down and take it to the council dump.

It will be an early night for us, she has a book by Monty Don to read, it is called 'A French Garden Journey', published in 2013, she remembers him when he had a pretty little shop in Walton Street.

We'll be back soon.. don't go too far away!

GeeGee Parrot.

November 27th, 2017.