Click, click

The clicking sound that has permeated the living room chez Jennyta is the sound of Keith playing with setting up his new mobile phone. It needs a lot of setting up as it is an all singing, all dancing Android dual sim phone, which means that he can have two sim cards in it. The reason he needs two sim cards is that the mobile phone reception up here in the wilds of north Wales is so variable that it can go from 5 bars to none in the twinkling of an eye, so the idea is, that if one fails, he can use the other one. 

Anyway, he has finally got it as he wants it, after several hours and is happily reeling off all the things it can do, including, it seems, making and receiving phone calls!

Who knew!

A Mother's Story: Anger

A Mother's Story: Anger

Valentine's Day

For me this morning!

Looking forward

Today was great. The dogs and I actually managed reasonable length walks without skidding either on the ice or the mud - a first for a good few days. And while that made a very pleasant change, I couldn't help thinking how lovely it will be when we can go walking again in surroundings that look  more like this...

Bluebells beneath the trees...

Oh for blue skies again...

Or how about some apple blossom?

And of course, this being Wales, the daffodils!

Spring can't come soon enough.

Wrong beds

The original dog in the manger!

The thief

Yesterday was 'ladies who lunch' day in Chester, which was lovely,  as always. Driving back along the A483, I heard the faint ringtone on my mobile, but couldn't do anything about it until I got home. Once home, I let the dogs out and went into the kitchen to put the kettle on, noticing idly that there were a couple of bedraggled and half eaten slices of bread spilling off a plate on the draining board. The dogs came back in and I remembered the missed phone call. It was Keith.

"Nothing important," he said, "just to tell you that the little white so and so (aka Jake) pinched my sandwich when I wasn't looking!"

It seems that Keith had been sitting at the computer, just biting into his sandwich when  his mobile rang and, as reception  is often somewhat variable, he stood up and wandered over the the window while he was answering it. In a flash, Jake had reached up on his back legs and pulled the sandwich off the computer desk. Luckily, Keith managed to grab it off him before he could tuck in.

I am hoping that Keith didn't wrestle him to the ground for it and then finish eating it himself but actually, that's a question I don't want to ask, in case I don't like the answer...!

Chez le medecin

Diagnosis agreed with by GP.

Blood taken for blood tests, including liver - rather worrying!

Appointment for ultrasound sent to local hospital.

Disappointingly, the doc didn't suggest that I should desist from all housework, cooking, dishwashing etc until further notice.

I did try it on Keith but he wasn't having any.

Total time at surgery - two and a half hours. Oh well, I wasn't doing much today.