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Tales from a Fractured Folly – Wednesday 18th January.

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I had planned to go out to Rock Choir and sing this morning. That meant I had to get up in the gloom. All in a day’s work for most of you but don’t forget I don’t have to do that any more. I don’t think it’s quite right to have to get up in the dark. 
I enjoyed the singing and as I already knew a couple of ladies there it was a very pleasant sociable thing to do. I got home to find this card from my GP to thank me for some flowers I sent them. In these days when everyone is bashing anything NHS related if they can, I felt that the care and concern shown by the District Nurses and my GP, especially regarding Adrian’s wish not to go to hospital, went above and beyond. So I thanked them with some roses I sent to the surgery. He sent me this card as a thank you and said me and my family should feel proud of ourselves to have looked after him at home. (Tears again also triggered by me thinking I need to drink his juicy up. I am really having a problem with juicy)

So in the middle of this sobbing I get a phone call telling me I have the job. Hasty recovery, deep breaths and a lot of help from the soldier and we have an acceptable conversation about things that will happen and need to be done. So I am to be an exam invigilator when I have been checked and trained. Obviously not a full time job but will suit me perfectly and it’s so near I could probably cycle in the summer. I won’t because while getting there would be a piece of cake, getting home at the end of the day would be hard work. And I have nice cars.

Groovy Word of the day: serendipity


Author: ibeastie

Interested in Photography, Watches, Style and Cars

One thought on “Tales from a Fractured Folly – Wednesday 18th January.

  1. I am very happy that you got the position. Now Bertie can have the house to himself! 🙂

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