Mike is having a great holiday with his Dad. He is doing lots of swimming, lots of video gaming, and sounds like he is very relaxed and happy when we talk.
The garden is coming along wonderfully. We have had loads of courgettes and the tomatoes will be ripe before the end of the month.I have improved the cornflake chicken recipe by adding honey to the melted butter coating before rolling it in cereals and it is delicious, made a small crocheted coin purse, with a sewn in lining and I am working on a cardigan. I have material to sew an Advent Calendar and stockings for Christmas, so there is plenty to do.
I had my MRI appointment this past Friday. It was uneventful. The only eventful part was I had to drive myself as Neil was taking an exam and I was unable to locate Sally, the GPS and had to resort to finding the way to the hospital with old fashioned Googlemaps instructions. Now, being from America, I was under the very dangerously wrong assumption that From home- To Hospital directions would be sufficient to get me both to and from my destination. What I failed to take into account was the dreaded roundabout. In the US...if you take a right on the way there..you naturally take a left on the way back. In the UK, if you take the 3rd exit off the roundabout....you take the ....oh...wait..how many exits ARE there on this roundabout? sigh...
I went the wrong way. Lucky for me, after backtracking I spotted a "Crematorium" sign....the absolute indicator of the way home. It is sort of sad that I can always find my way home by following the signs to the crematorium.
Speaking of Sally, we have discovered geocaching. The high tech treasure hunt made possible by the global positioning satellite. We took our first trip out to find the hidden treasure this evening and found a 35mm canister with a log book to sign. It was pretty silly, but there are LOADS of these things all over, and many have codes that have to be deciphered or clues to crack. The perfect family friendly activity!
We had a nice day out Sunday. Meeting Rod in Brighton and taking a walk down the seaside, grabbing lunch at the American Diner, and then kicking back on a bench and people and plane watching until Neil was sufficiently sunburned.
On Friday I fly to the U.S. I am sure to have a plenty to blog about my trip, and, much like this blog, it will be devoid of pictures.
Til next time
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