Get a move on will ya Ma

‘Sick leave’ is now at an end. I’ve had my post-op follow up and saw the ‘After’ X-ray of my troublesome left knee and it looks absolutely fantastic – all high grade titanium – I could see the new covers on the bone ends and knee cap in lovely, crisp, high definition. Such a difference to the sorry article I had X-rayed in November. That knee was a disgrace to its name. This new one however is lovely and shiny and working well. It is one to be proud of – with the added bonus of setting off security alarms in airports!

Himself is delighted that all is well as it means he can now delegate tasks and chores without fear of me overdoing it (‘As if that’s ever likely to happen!’ Himself) so next week is set aside for general tidying, cleaning and painting before we leave for Asturias at the end of April. This is not soon enough for No.2 son who is literally hopping from to foot in anticipation of a summer free of maternal nagging.

However, apart from Junior’s disappointment that we are still here, everything is going to plan: the dogs have been boostered and anti-rabied, the car and caravan have had their MOTs, the lists are being ticked off and the days counted down. 

We’ve had some lovely news from our Spanish friend who rang up to let us know our neighbours had had a little boy on Sunday. Both mother and son are healthy and dad is tired, happy and very proud. We can’t wait to meet the little chap for a cuddle!

In the meantime I am ensuring I get to spend enough quality time with friends, so have been indulging in some pretty nice lunches and hardcore gossip, enough to keep me going for the duration of the summer. 

There is a new haiku on the Writing page.

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Photo: Statue of Eugenia Martínez Vallejo, La Monstrua, in Avíles

 

The Great Escape

I was bored, restless, alone and unguarded on Monday, the paper had been read, emails answered, washing up done, laundry in the machine, fourth cup of tea finished. What’s a woman to do in a situation like that? I considered my options – I could clean the bathroom, change the bed, tidy up. Yeah, right. I thought about my knee – it felt better, in fact it felt better than that, it felt great. It felt ready for some action. So, I plucked the car keys from where Himself had hidden them (top of the fridge – again) and decided this was it. I found the car (in the drive) and drove to the supermarket, bought a couple of magazines and a sticky bun before coming home exhilarated by my taste of independence and freedom. Hah! This new knee and I are going places! 

I’ve uploaded my first haiku onto the Writing page.

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The photo this week is of Helsinki Harbour at night….