Bin emptying... or not

It's a beautiful day here in north Wales today. Paddy and I have been out for our walk and I have duly relished in the thought that, while others are holed up in school with classrooms full of children, I am free to wander at will during school hours. Yes, it still gives me a buzz and yes, it is quite pathetic, I know.
Today is bin day, when I expect the bin lorry and 'garbage disposal operatives' to roll up some time during the morning and empty said bins, but today is different. Yes, the entourage rolled up, later than usual, but no matter, the lorry was driven smartly to the end of the cul de sac, turned round and then...
driven smartly back down the road to disappear in the distance.
So, are they coming back?
Did they think they had come to the wrong area?
Are they on strike and forgot until they reached the end of the road?
All human life unfolds before me at this 'ere window, you know!
Maybe I'll just take Paddy out again.

The environmental effect of cutting down too many trees

Just had to share this - from TK.

Suffering

So, off I go to Bristol to see Dad, do a bit of housework, get him out and about etc., having left Keith in reasonable health and what happens? No sooner have I driven down the road and round the corner than he goes and gets himself what he calls a cold, but which is actually doing a very good imitation of a chest infection.
You can't leave the man for five minutes!
"Off to the doctor's in the morning," I say.
"Oh, I'll be fine by tomorrow," he replies.
Somehow, I think not.

Hidden camera - Old Women Crossing



Just had to share this, posted by Daphne on her Facebook account .  
This is what I may be doing to brighten the day in my twilight years...
in addition to wearing purple, of course.

Pain relief

As I am in Bristol and Keith is still at home, I have emailed him this bit of research for when his legs are giving him trouble pain-wise.
No doubt he will tell me if it works.... or not!

Notice me!


Claire has been for a short visit and here is Paddy, ever ready to snatch the opportunity of a bit of stroking ...
but not succeeding just yet!
 

Plaster board and dust

So, we're still no further forward on the British Gas smart meter front and I've given up making non-existent appointments with them...