Top Wok and curtain poles

A busy afternoon of weeding, gravel-seeding (the colour looks grrreat by the way), sealing decking boards and an as-yet-unbuilt garden gate, and attempting to put up a new curtain rail. The latter was a pole too far, all was going well until the plaster started cracking ominously, finally resulting in a hand-sized chunk coming away.

Broken plaster
Bollocks !

There was absolutely nothing wrong with the previous rail / pole, but J had selected a new, thinner one and I’d put off fitting it because I vaguely remembered how problematical that particular area of the dining room is. There’s some sort of steel surround to the patio doors and I cannot drill through it, so you have 2cm deep drill holes that just get opened wider as you attempt to drill deeper.

Had to stop, to go & collect Lucy from skipping club, but then all three of us went on to Top Wok – an all-you-can-eat Chinese buffet restaurant in Banbury, which Lucy and her schoolfriends adore. Alice & I had not been there; it was OK actually.

Collected more of the T.rex-approved gravel from B&Q (got one of the 5 bags free, isn’t it nice when that happens & you hadn’t realized?). And then on to see Juliet. The hospice lounge was full of Morris dancers, in full regalia, their cymbals shaking quietly as they consumed tea & cake after an afternoon’s display apparently. A nurse said that Juliet had been out watching them, had been shaking ribbons with them – and yet when we questioned J about it she had no idea what we were talking about. Not sure if the nurse was exaggerating / joking / mistaken.

What she did say, was that they were set up for J to have a home visit on Friday, from 1 till 4pm. She’ll transfer to our house in a wheelchair, in their “Popemobile” and be accompanied by a nurse (which is unusual). Told J the good news but not sure she really took it in. She was rather quiet tonight and for once had great trouble understanding us. Perhaps she was tired – we didn’t leave until 10:30pm, after a cosy family viewing of “The Apprentice” which we all all love, the girls newly so.

About hodders

Husband and proud father of two daughters. Now a widower. Trying to balance between not dwelling on Juliet's death, but telling the world how much I loved her. Tricky.
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