Will meet up with my youngest around Mildura and my daughter at Coober Pedy on our way to Uluru. I have been before but they haven’t so it should be interesting. Afterward a visit to Kings Canyon (where I have not been before) then we go our separate ways (they have to get back to work, I do not, so am meandering home via Queensland
Me too Swimmy. Took my sister to the Harvester and though she had a voucher for 40% off the mains, we treated ourselves to desserts, and I was surprised at the bill. Shouldn’t have been, I suppose. Nothing is cheap, nowadays.
I’m starting a cold. Least I hope it’s just that. Might take a Covid test later. Yesterday I wondered why I was so tired all day, and kept lying down on the sofa, then by the evening other symptoms started, a sore throat, headache and runny nose.
Still have our cafe meet this morning, which I will get to, see how long I can last. I can always go back to bed later, once Holly has been on comfort breaks.
Wish our bin men came early, so I don’t keep getting next door’s bin outside my house. I just grab and move it, towards theirs. They really are an obnoxious couple, because they do it, no matter how many times it gets moved.
As expected, my neighbor played his pounding “music”. He played it just loud enough to be annoying but not loud enough to report. My new headphones helped. The holiday is over. Yay!
Then I was catching up on sleep. The weather was nice over the weekend. Nice sleeping weather.
My absence yesterday was caused by a day that would have been more suitable in the ‘F’ thread!
After turning up at 10:55am for a 11:00am appointment, and having to drive half way around Yorkshire because they closed the road from my village to the surgery, I was finally seen by the doctor at 11:55am…an hour late…Him not me…
Doctor Olu spent more time tapping away on the computer, a blow by blow account of the last ten years of my life, instead of talking to me! And decided the best course of action was to send me to the A&E at our local hospital for a second opinion…I’m convinced he doesn’t know his arse from his elbow…He should have been a novelist instead of a doctor…
Anyway, after the compulsory eight and a half hour shift down at A&E I ended up with medication that my old doctor could have sorted out in half an hour at the surgery…
I’m off to the pharmacy now to pick up the prescription.
Safe Journey Bruce, that drive looks brilliant! You lucky bugger…
What a pain, Foxy…
We gat our medications directly thus avoiding the need for the doctors surgery. We get it by mail with our lovely postie, very polite she is too !
