Both excited and scared at the same time, having lost so much confidence since Keith died. In our nearly 40 years together I rarely did things on my own, and have done so little travelling by plane that it is all new to me, especially the likes of Heathrow airport - turn me round twice and I will have had it! But I can talk and I am sure I will manage. I had a shock when Tam was trying to book the travel insurance for me as the first quote came up at £900! Just because I'm waiting for another ECG - this one at the hospital. But you can't be specific. Need to phone the Hospital tomorrow now.
A packet of wild flower mix I bunged in a pot came up with Viper's Bugloss. The longed-for Exotic-looking flower from my Observer's book of Wild Flowers, which I got when I was 6. I was 30 before I found it growing for the first time, in the Purbecks.
I'm too tired to write much tonight. It's been a full-on week with Rosie, and cooking up a toddler Salmon Curry (mostly coconut milk with a tin bit of Turmeric and grated fresh ginger), fell foul of a Rosie-I-don't-want mood . . . Rosie has had a couple of late nights (from late sleeps when we've been somewhere in the car) and so I don't get to be able to switch off. I am feeling my age this week!!
I have the little Fair on Saturday so have to prepare for that tomorrow. Saturday will be a rest!! At least I get to sit down once I'm set up. Back later, and I'll answer comments on yesterday's post tomorrow.
