. . . this year's birthday was a rather damp squib. Unable to go anywhere because of caring for Keith (it being a working day for both D&E), and with Gabby due for lunch, I just went to Llandod for groceries, and on to Midway Plants for some compost, and I may have succumbed to a half price blue Cut-leaf Geranium (Johnson's Blue colouring but another name) and a very pretty Vinca minor "Atropurpurea". They'll go on the next stretch of the bank.
Keith hasn't been very bright, has no appetite and only wants jelly as his mouth his dry (he's on diuretics, and that is a common side-effect.) So, that's a worry.
Danny was going to print something off, and discovered that the printer was sitting in a pool of printer ink - which has completely ruined the top of the antique Elm Box it was sat on. I have removed the ink cartridge, and spent ages patting a bicarb of soda paste onto the ink, letting it sit 10 or 15 mins, and then rubbing it over the ink stain. Ink is still coming off but it's a slow old business and it will never be the same again. Fairly gutted over this. The printer has NEVER leaked before and where it was before it wouldn't have mattered if it did.
Anyway, trying to look on the bright side:
1. Keith managed, holding onto the hall rails, to stagger a few steps today.
2. It was lovely seeing Gabby, who brought flowers and a lunch which will feed me a couple of days more. Plus the cake is a nice soft Lemon Drizzle sponge and will be nice for Keith with ice cream.
3. The ink IS coming off even though it will leave a permanent stain. The ink on my fingers will slowly wash off . . .
4. I can have an outing and like our late Queen, have an unofficial birthday when the sun is shining.
5. I have two new plants.
6. The kids clubbed together and bought me a new mobile.
