Can someone with skills in that direction, please do a rain dance asap? My allotment is gasping!
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That sounds like excellent news about baby en rouge - you hang in there, little fella, and before you know it you'll be in your own nursery, surrounded by teddies and master of all you survey!
By way of celebration, there's lemon CAKE in the oven, which should be ready for virtual tasting quite soon.
It's another lovely day here - not as warm as yesterday, but sunny and pleasant. I did go for that amble last night - once it had cooled down to about 24° - and had a lovely little stroll along the path by the river.
So soon, although it probably seems like a century to you. I have known a couple of babies, about same lenght of prematurity who were both in hospital for very much longer. Many blessings on you all as you settle into this new stage.
You have no idea how many people are rooting for you, baby en rouge!
It's another glorious day here: 23°, with brilliant sunshine. Today was D's last organ recital for a while: they have a summer series of lunchtime concerts in the Cathedral with various artistes, vocal, instrumental, classical and folk music, so although we'll be there to support them and do front-of-house, he's only doing one (in mid-July).
The downside is that he won't be getting paid for them (he gets the takings from his regular recitals), so we'll have to be a bit frugal ...
One nice thing about today's one was that a friend from Newfoundland who's here on holiday was in the audience, so it was nice to have a catch-up with her.
Really hoping bébé en rouge makes it home tomorrow.
Mad week organising functional skills speaking and listening exams and moderation of ASDAN portfolios - which meant a foray out to Grays, past Dagenham Docks and all.
Neighbour is now in a psychiatric unit while being held on remand, which is good news for her, not sure quite yet what that means for me. Lots of stuff going on about plea bargains - because she's now sectioned and my burns are counted as superficial, which they will be when I stop sunburning - after a year; 8 more months to go of that one. Right now they don't feel superficial because my sun sensitivity is stopping me doing so much. Including job hunting because I am not sure how well an interview will go when I turn up covered in bright white sunblock, hats and scarves.
BF's right: I doubt there's anything superficial about your injuries, CK. Were photographs taken when you were being treated just after the attack, to be used as evidence? Surely the police must have realised that your scars would have faded a bit by the time the case would come to trial?
I'm being part domestic goddess and part lazy git today: I've made a batch of loaves and have a pot of chicken stock bubbling on the stove, but at the moment am messing about on here. Once I've strained the stock, I'll turn some of it into SOUP for lunch at this blasted first-aid course which is now re-scheduled for Monday and Tuesday.
The answer is, as far as court cases are concerned, that the difference between ABH and GBH is partly intent (difficult to prove that someone now sectioned has the capacity for intent) and the injury caused - which for GBH has to be severe. My irritation is that I am only not severely injured because I'm trained to deal with violent students and in first aid, so used that training to avoid the worst of the planned attack and when assaulted applied the right first aid immediately. It was originally charged as GBH because she used a weapon - hot chemicals. It's not fading scars, it's whether I am permanently and badly scarred. Photos were taken at the time, police and hospital x 2.
Crikey - how badly scarred do you have to be? Your assailant is presumably getting Appropriate Treatment™ and being looked after and treated as a fragile wee snowflake while you've got to put most of your life on hold with no real idea when (or even if) you'll be back to your usual self.
Grrr on your behalf!
It's a warm, rather close day here, and a busy one for us. We had a nice service this morning (BCP), including Gibbons' This is the record of John (with solo piglet), which went down rather well (and I enjoyed it ).
We've got an ordination (well, actually six ordinations - two deacons and four priests) this afternoon, so we'll probably be there until God knows when. I wouldn't really mind, but ordinations are always BAS services (which I don't like) and they do tend to go on a bit, especially when there are a lot of candidates.
Oh well, all part of Life's Rich Tapestry, I suppose ...
Back on board now after a weekend of shore leave - I was whisked away to a gathering celebrating a 60th - many of us know each other from youth group days. I was given a downstairs bedroom, close to a shower/loo and was so glad to have no stairs to contend with, even though I'm now in a walking boot (not one I'd like to tackle the fells in though!).
I do hope today is a good one for bébé en rouge and that he is soon in his own nursery.
Got the first day of the first-aid course over with - while it's been quite interesting, I still wouldn't relish being The First Aid Person. A good deal of it seems to be common sense, but some aspects of it are a bit scary - for instance if you try to help but the person still dies ...
To be frank, any person you try to help still dies at some point... if that's of any comfort...! It's the human condition.
On the other hand, I did half a day of first aid training a few years back at my job, and yes, it can be sort of scary - will you remember everything in an emergency situation? I'm not sure how and why Curiosity killed manages it, as she convincingly and admirably tells us further up. I guess key is the constant rehearsal of such situations until it really becomes second nature?
I do wonder how much our own half-day training course's helped. I guess they should do at least annual refreshers.
Baby en rouge is still in hospital. Had a bit of an emotional crisis yesterday (husband en rouge consoled me by taking me to a cheese restaurant, bless him).
I don't want them giving me any more release dates if they don't mean it.
Boo boo boo.
I'm going to sleep at the hospital tonight which apparently might speed things up.
That is tough LVER. Try to think of each day in hospital now as an investment in years of healthy life in the future.
Having said that, trying to extricate loved person from the sticky tentacles of medical bureaucracy has brought me the nearest I’ve been as an adult to pounding the floor and howling.
Episcopal Digits also crossed for bebe en rouge et famille....
(BTW, a CHEESE restaurant sounds like a Good Idea. Do we have them in this country?).
ION, I lunched today at our local community centre café, dining on Chicken and Mushroom PIE. Very tasty, with a hint of something interesting that I couldn't quite place.....until the waitress explained that the chef had included lavender. Now, I haven't heard of that being added to a savoury PIE, but it certainly works....
I got drawn on today in indelible ink - I now have targets on my breast, and elsewhere on my torso for the aiming of the radiotherapy. The marks go quite high on my neck, so I won't be wearing any low cut (or even modestly cut) T-shirts for quite a while. And, of course, no more showers for me for 7 weeks (just before a predicted heatwave! Smelly!!) I became strangely emotional about it, but not quite sure why: it's just another step in the process of getting better.
((Dormouse)). Not the same I know, and not to give unnecessary suggestions, but are you able to sponge bathe? I'd guess that would keep you from being so uncomfortable (and fragrant) in the heat, if so. The little pharmacy near me has lovely thick wipes meant just for bathing (you can warm them in the microwave or cool them in the fridge).
Today I clunked around the Big City in my moon boot on a successful hunt for the Right Sort of fabric - possibly not the best walk ever, but I did it!
Big news in the Small Town: recently a few shops closed, and I've been wondering what will fill them - we now have a very trendy barber shop (I've not noticed any particularly trendy beards yet though) and have been wondering when we'll get our first tattoo shop (Which magazine reckons their numbers are up now we are well into the age of internet shopping) but I hadn't anticipated a..... cat cafe.
<votive> and {hugs} for Family en Rouge and Dormouse (and cooling thoughts to Curiosity).
A friend of mine has been to the cat café in Leeds and enjoyed it. It's designed with plenty of places for cats to retreat from overenthusiastic humans and an airlock entrance to prevent runaways. I have mixed feelings about the concept, but at least the inhabitants are well-looked after.
Working tomorrow in the local library café as part of a monthly co-working group. The large windows and orientation of the building mean no shadows and squinting at my laptop screen at the best of times. Tomorrow's high sun might necessitate some indoor wearing of sunglasses.
So sorry you didn't get baby en rouge home yet, LaVie - hope the sleep-over works!
Dormouse - hope the radiation goes well - can you bathe the bits of you where the ink targets aren't?
Talking of heatwaves, we've got a weather alert for the weekend and into next week, of temperatures hitting the low 30s, with Humidex values heading towards 40. I think we'll be doing a lot of not going out ...
First aid course now finished, and passed! I'm still not at all sure that I'd want to be the first on the scene in A Situation though. It's all very well putting D's arm in a sling when it isn't broken, and answering a few multiple-choice questions, but in the Real World™, I think my tendency to panic would take over.
and have been wondering when we'll get our first tattoo shop (Which magazine reckons their numbers are up now we are well into the age of internet shopping) but I hadn't anticipated a..... cat cafe.
@daisydaisy, I would have thought that a tattoo was one thing you couldn't buy over the internet
Has everyone else got more fruit than they can deal with? Both Miss S and I have inherited strawberry patches with our new homes, and I also have rhubarb, blackcurrant and gooseberry bushes to contend with! I've given away loads of fruit, frozen whole strawberries and strawberry puree, and I've even made jam - sadly, we left all my jam jars behind and buying them goes completely against the grain! So - virtual gooseberries, anyone?
Mrs S how lovely to have all that fruit, though a pain not to have the jam jars anymore. My mother in law has several damson trees and a mirabelle tree and I always thought if I lievd near her I could have a stall at the local farmer's market with various plum based products.
My son and husband have both taken this week off work, the idea being that son would help with various DIY jobs and we'd also go out on a trip or two. The weather has made us disinclidned for long walks (though son and I have just walked across Richmond Park for an ice-cream) and the next door neighbours have workmen in and my husband doesn't want to look like he's being a copycat by painting our windowsills too. So we've been doing lots of lazying around, which is nice but not quite was envisaged.
[- sadly, we left all my jam jars behind and buying them goes completely against the grain! So - virtual gooseberries, anyone?
Mrs. S, fed up with topping and tailing!
As MuminElmet makes jam/chutney for church sales, we appear to have a network of people who donate empty jars. I wish we could send you some as the whole house is overflowing.
We've just started to get strawberries ripening, but not enough to preserve and the gooseberry bush isn't fruiting at all this year. Boo.
Unfortunately, I have inky lines in both armpits, which is the place that's going to need the freshening up. I can dab with a damp flannel, but I'm not sure how effective it will be. Hey Ho. It's rather annoying to read that people in other areas of France only had to have a couple of tiny tattoo marks, instead of a Picasso masterpiece.
That does indeed sound like a pain - I do hope it all works out and the radiation works. <votive>
I've been scuttering about trying to make the château look civilised, as we've got a couple of friends coming round for supper on Friday, and now I'm going to have to find a way of cleaning the outside of the sitting-room window*, as some evil-minded bird has left a rather large deposit on it. I'd feel a bit daft inviting them to admire the view through a haze of bird-poo ...
It's getting very hot: 28° and rising, and expected to be 30° but feeling closer to 40 from Saturday until at least Tuesday.
Bl**dy hell.
* I don't think I can reach it - I'll probably have to enlist D's help.
It is really jolly hot already today. And the hay fever is still ticking along, itchily. Gah.
Bucketloads of love to the en rouge family. I so hope bébé is home very soon. And best wishes for not-to-hot-and-stickiness for Dormouse.
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We regret that our Department of Sorcery and Necromancy is momentarily closed, due to flooding. Please continue to hold, as your business is important to us. Have a nice day!
Seriously, though, fingers crossed that you do get some nice rain during the night...
IJ
By way of celebration, there's lemon CAKE in the oven, which should be ready for virtual tasting quite soon.
It's another lovely day here - not as warm as yesterday, but sunny and pleasant. I did go for that amble last night - once it had cooled down to about 24° - and had a lovely little stroll along the path by the river.
It's another glorious day here: 23°, with brilliant sunshine. Today was D's last organ recital for a while: they have a summer series of lunchtime concerts in the Cathedral with various artistes, vocal, instrumental, classical and folk music, so although we'll be there to support them and do front-of-house, he's only doing one (in mid-July).
The downside is that he won't be getting paid for them (he gets the takings from his regular recitals), so we'll have to be a bit frugal ...
One nice thing about today's one was that a friend from Newfoundland who's here on holiday was in the audience, so it was nice to have a catch-up with her.
Mad week organising functional skills speaking and listening exams and moderation of ASDAN portfolios - which meant a foray out to Grays, past Dagenham Docks and all.
Neighbour is now in a psychiatric unit while being held on remand, which is good news for her, not sure quite yet what that means for me. Lots of stuff going on about plea bargains - because she's now sectioned and my burns are counted as superficial, which they will be when I stop sunburning - after a year; 8 more months to go of that one. Right now they don't feel superficial because my sun sensitivity is stopping me doing so much. Including job hunting because I am not sure how well an interview will go when I turn up covered in bright white sunblock, hats and scarves.
I do hope it all gets sorted sooner rather than later, and that you don't come out as loser...
O, and prieres* for bebe en rouge and parents.
IJ
*prayers - but you may have guessed that!
I'm being part domestic goddess and part lazy git today: I've made a batch of loaves and have a pot of chicken stock bubbling on the stove, but at the moment am messing about on here. Once I've strained the stock, I'll turn some of it into SOUP for lunch at this blasted first-aid course which is now re-scheduled for Monday and Tuesday.
Departure from hospital delayed
Oxygen saturation wasn't high enough yesterday. It seemed fine to me today but now it's the weekend nothing's going to happen until Monday.
Should be early next week.
Sorry to hear about bébé en rouge
The answer is, as far as court cases are concerned, that the difference between ABH and GBH is partly intent (difficult to prove that someone now sectioned has the capacity for intent) and the injury caused - which for GBH has to be severe. My irritation is that I am only not severely injured because I'm trained to deal with violent students and in first aid, so used that training to avoid the worst of the planned attack and when assaulted applied the right first aid immediately. It was originally charged as GBH because she used a weapon - hot chemicals. It's not fading scars, it's whether I am permanently and badly scarred. Photos were taken at the time, police and hospital x 2.
Grrr on your behalf!
It's a warm, rather close day here, and a busy one for us. We had a nice service this morning (BCP), including Gibbons' This is the record of John (with solo piglet), which went down rather well (and I enjoyed it
We've got an ordination (well, actually six ordinations - two deacons and four priests) this afternoon, so we'll probably be there until God knows when. I wouldn't really mind, but ordinations are always BAS services (which I don't like) and they do tend to go on a bit, especially when there are a lot of candidates.
Oh well, all part of Life's Rich Tapestry, I suppose ...
I do hope today is a good one for bébé en rouge and that he is soon in his own nursery.
LVER - hopefully, His Little Red Self will be home today, yes?
IJ
Fingers crossed! Please, please please ....
Got the first day of the first-aid course over with - while it's been quite interesting, I still wouldn't relish being The First Aid Person. A good deal of it seems to be common sense, but some aspects of it are a bit scary - for instance if you try to help but the person still dies ...
Oh well, onwards and upwards!
On the other hand, I did half a day of first aid training a few years back at my job, and yes, it can be sort of scary - will you remember everything in an emergency situation? I'm not sure how and why Curiosity killed manages it, as she convincingly and admirably tells us further up. I guess key is the constant rehearsal of such situations until it really becomes second nature?
I do wonder how much our own half-day training course's helped. I guess they should do at least annual refreshers.
Baby en rouge is still in hospital. Had a bit of an emotional crisis yesterday (husband en rouge consoled me by taking me to a cheese restaurant, bless him).
I don't want them giving me any more release dates if they don't mean it.
Boo boo boo.
I'm going to sleep at the hospital tonight which apparently might speed things up.
(Good for Husband En Rouge, as well)
Mrs. S, sympathising
I saw this posted and thought of you all suffering in heatwave conditions; does feel like the sun is that close at times!
https://twitter.com/BLMedieval/status/1011500664189530112
I'm in Majorca with my girl friends having sun, sea and sangria. Very relaxing 😎
The hotel is really quiet with a super sea view.
A good time to chill out before puppy onslaught!
Having said that, trying to extricate loved person from the sticky tentacles of medical bureaucracy has brought me the nearest I’ve been as an adult to pounding the floor and howling.
(BTW, a CHEESE restaurant sounds like a Good Idea. Do we have them in this country?).
ION, I lunched today at our local community centre café, dining on Chicken and Mushroom PIE. Very tasty, with a hint of something interesting that I couldn't quite place.....until the waitress explained that the chef had included lavender. Now, I haven't heard of that being added to a savoury PIE, but it certainly works....
IJ
Enjoy the shower, in due course, and (in the meantime) best wishes for the radiotherapy!
IJ
We were in the Lake District last week and found the Ing Village...
Today I clunked around the Big City in my moon boot on a successful hunt for the Right Sort of fabric - possibly not the best walk ever, but I did it!
Big news in the Small Town: recently a few shops closed, and I've been wondering what will fill them - we now have a very trendy barber shop (I've not noticed any particularly trendy beards yet though) and have been wondering when we'll get our first tattoo shop (Which magazine reckons their numbers are up now we are well into the age of internet shopping) but I hadn't anticipated a..... cat cafe.
A friend of mine has been to the cat café in Leeds and enjoyed it. It's designed with plenty of places for cats to retreat from overenthusiastic humans and an airlock entrance to prevent runaways. I have mixed feelings about the concept, but at least the inhabitants are well-looked after.
Working tomorrow in the local library café as part of a monthly co-working group. The large windows and orientation of the building mean no shadows and squinting at my laptop screen at the best of times. Tomorrow's high sun might necessitate some indoor wearing of sunglasses.
Ha!
Dormouse - hope the radiation goes well - can you bathe the bits of you where the ink targets aren't?
Talking of heatwaves, we've got a weather alert for the weekend and into next week, of temperatures hitting the low 30s, with Humidex values heading towards 40. I think we'll be doing a lot of not going out ...
First aid course now finished, and passed! I'm still not at all sure that I'd want to be the first on the scene in A Situation though. It's all very well putting D's arm in a sling when it isn't broken, and answering a few multiple-choice questions, but in the Real World™, I think my tendency to panic would take over.
@daisydaisy, I would have thought that a tattoo was one thing you couldn't buy over the internet
Has everyone else got more fruit than they can deal with? Both Miss S and I have inherited strawberry patches with our new homes, and I also have rhubarb, blackcurrant and gooseberry bushes to contend with! I've given away loads of fruit, frozen whole strawberries and strawberry puree, and I've even made jam - sadly, we left all my jam jars behind and buying them goes completely against the grain! So - virtual gooseberries, anyone?
Mrs. S, fed up with topping and tailing!
My son and husband have both taken this week off work, the idea being that son would help with various DIY jobs and we'd also go out on a trip or two. The weather has made us disinclidned for long walks (though son and I have just walked across Richmond Park for an ice-cream) and the next door neighbours have workmen in and my husband doesn't want to look like he's being a copycat by painting our windowsills too. So we've been doing lots of lazying around, which is nice but not quite was envisaged.
As MuminElmet makes jam/chutney for church sales, we appear to have a network of people who donate empty jars. I wish we could send you some as the whole house is overflowing.
We've just started to get strawberries ripening, but not enough to preserve and the gooseberry bush isn't fruiting at all this year. Boo.
I've been scuttering about trying to make the château look civilised, as we've got a couple of friends coming round for supper on Friday, and now I'm going to have to find a way of cleaning the outside of the sitting-room window*, as some evil-minded bird has left a rather large deposit on it. I'd feel a bit daft inviting them to admire the view through a haze of bird-poo ...
It's getting very hot: 28° and rising, and expected to be 30° but feeling closer to 40 from Saturday until at least Tuesday.
Bl**dy hell.
* I don't think I can reach it - I'll probably have to enlist D's help.
And some idiots are trying to tell us that global warming isn't a Thing.
Bucketloads of love to the en rouge family. I so hope bébé is home very soon. And best wishes for not-to-hot-and-stickiness for Dormouse.
And those temperatures are warm.
Stay hydrated.