29th November to
Saturday 30th
November
Yesterday was quite a busy
day, although we didn’t get everything done that we wanted to.
We first had to parcel up our
Toshiba laptop for my sister Carole. I had thought to post it on eBay but it
occurred to me that, since Carole is studying for a degree in Archaeology, she
might know someone who needs one. She did, her son Ashley. So, having agreed a
price we set to and parcelled it up. Fortunately I had kept the box that the
VAIO came in, so no scrambling around for cardboard.
Unfortunately I forgot to
include the mains lead, so we had to unwrap it and do it again. Then having
done all that and transferred the VAIO to the bag Alan gave me, I spotted the
Owner’s Manual, which I slipped into a Jiffy Bag and posted separately.
After dropping those to items
off at the Post Office, off we went to Daventry for shopping. My Wifey, being
the awkward so-and-so that she can be decided, after we had hiked half the
length of the High Street and returned the kettle to Argos, that she wanted to
pay a visit to Bon Marche, which she believed was further down.
So, having walked the whole
length of the High Street without finding it, we continued up the next turning,
which runs parallel to it and leads to main car park and Waitrose, which is
where we found Bon Marche. There are times when I could cheerfully strangle
that woman. However, since she actually found what she was looking for; a
zip-up cardigan; I forgave her the sin of making me walk all that way. Goodness
knows I need the exercise, but I’d rather do it in my own time and at my own
pace.
On our way back from Daventry
we were aiming to pay a visit to Watford Gap Services, which can be accessed
via a side road off the A5. Sadly, instead of turning left onto the lane
opposite the one that takes us back to Crick, we took the Crick road, which
didn’t actually take us where we wanted to be.
Eventually, some time this
winter, we will visit Watford Gap and buy me a pair of boots. Now, having checked
with Google Maps, I know where we went wrong and, with a bit of luck and a tail
wind, we might get there today.
Monday 2nd
December
Yesterday, just for a change,
instead of visiting the Red Lion, we walked a bit further and called in at the
ex-serviceman’s club. After sussing out the atmosphere and seeing it to our
liking, we joined said club. In future our Sunday drinks will be a little
cheaper, with the addition of raffles and such. Hopefully we’ll get to know
some other members in due course.
Today, if the weather sets
fair, we’ll trot off to an out of town shopping area, to see if we can find me
a decent pair of waterproof boots.
Tuesday 3rd
December
Yeah! I finally got my boots,
but not at Cotton Traders as intended. Oh no, we drove to Bloom’s garden
Centre, which lies just outside Rugby and, as it happened, they had a sale on.
I was looking for the same
type of boot that Wifey wears but, since they didn’t have my size in those and,
since I was mainly concerned that they should be waterproof, I bought a pair
that look more like trainers. They are a good, wide fit with thick soles, so
they should last quite a while.
It was only after we had
bought what we needed at Bloom’s that we noticed a Cotton Trader’s outlet.
However, they didn’t have a sale on and we therefore saved quite a bit of cash.
Today I have another appointment
with the nurse, this time for a proper check on my circulation.
Wednesday 4th
December
That circulation check was
something I’d never come across before. My experience has been, the nurse
tickling my feet and seeing if I react, then taking the pulses in both feet.
This time around the nurse also used a blood pressure machine on my ankles, a
most unusual feeling. I also had to lie flat for 15 minutes before she started.
I now have an appointment
with the doctor tomorrow morning, probably to discuss being prescribed Statins,
which I stopped taking due to adverse effects. Hmmm! Could be an interesting
discussion. The problem is that the alternative to Statins is Ezetemibe, which
is not as good, apparently.
One thing that surprised me
is that even young children with Type 1 Diabetes are being prescribed Statins.
The pharmaceutical companies must be rubbing their hands with glee.
Today is a chill out day, so
we might just take the bus into Northampton. We’ve been told it’s not a nice
town, by which I assume ‘not nice’ equates to ‘mucky’. We won’t know until we
get there. You never know, it might have a lot more going for it than we’ve
been led to believe.
Thursday 5th
December
A couple of days ago whilst
walking into the village, we noticed a new bus stop outside the Post Office.
How long it had been there is anybody’s guess, but since this is where
passengers would stand if they were going into Rugby, we thought it was about
time too.
As we neared the marina
entrance on our return trip, lo and behold, we also had a new bus stop. What’s
more, there was another one on the other side of the road. This was very good
news, not least because it saved us a walk to the Post Office when we wanted to
take the bus into town.
So, now that we had our very
own bus stop, we could see no reason to avoid going to Northampton and so, at
09.35, or thereabouts, we climbed aboard the bus and arrived about an hour
later. We spent a couple of hours there, during which time I had the face of
the phone that Steve gave me replaced and bought a cover for it. All I have to
do now is learn how to use it.
We won’t be venturing very
far today, just to the doctor’s and Co-op and, since the weather promises to
worsen over the next few days, I don’t suppose we’ll go anywhere, other than
Daventry for shopping.
Saturday 7th
December
Well, I’ve messed up another
pastel of Rusty. I had intended to paint a profile shot of her on a lead, but
getting rid of the lead was going to be a problem, so I changed to another
profile shot, this time where she’s in her bed, and sitting on the bow of the
boat. This was before we had the cratch cover fitted and when we were moored at
the top of Buckby Locks. Alas, I’ve been unable to do justice to the parts of
the boat that are showing.
So, what now? Well, I’ve been
going through our photos, looking for a suitable background upon which to place
her; something grassy with trees in the background. This is called ‘artistic
licence’.
Sunday 8th
December
My sister Carole is studying
Archaeology, as you may already know. Now and again; simply because I’m quicker
at it; she asks me to find the necessary books on the subject. She has now
completed her studies of Ancient Rome and has moved on to Ancient Greece and
asked me to find three books for her.
I was very fortunate in this
search because, having tracked the first one down at Addall; where it was
listed on Amazon as the cheapest; the other two were thrown up by Amazon as
books other people had also purchased. So, since they were also at reasonable
prices, I ordered all three. So far, so good.
The last one to arrive didn’t
have an Invoice with it and, since Carole claims some tuition costs from a
bursary, this meant she wouldn’t get paid, as they do insist on Invoices as
proof of purchase.
So, I emailed Thrift Books in
the good old US of A and was told that they do not issue printed Invoices when
sending out goods. The best they could offer was that I go to my Order Details
and print that information off, which I have now done. Needless to say I will
be avoiding Thrift Books in the future.
Yesterday, apart from walking
up to the Co-op, we did absolutely nothing. Although, having said that, I did
do some printing for my pastel painting. The latest attempt at my pastel of
Rusty has been another disaster. It’s that one I mentioned earlier. I now have
one of her sitting on the bow of the boat, but this time she has a towel
underneath her. I think this will be much easier to paint.
Monday 9th
December
Today we’re off to Rugby.
Tuesday 10th December
Yesterday we purchased some
new casual shirts for me. These are much warmer than the T-shirts I usually
wear and don’t sag at the neck.
Today we’ll be returning to
Bloom’s Garden centre, where I’m hoping to add a new, waterproof jacket to my
wardrobe. Since losing weight earlier in the year, my warmest jacket is now too
big, making me feel like a bit of a ragbag, so I’m disposing of that one, at
last.
Wednesday 11th
December
Yesterday, we drove over to
Bloom’s and bought a new winter coat for me, and a top for Sheila.
Thursday 12th
December
On the spur of the moment we
drove into Daventry yesterday for shopping. We called into Waitrose, which must
be one of the most expensive of the big supermarkets. We then called into the
local bakery, also quite expensive. For
example, £1 for one sausage roll. After that it was the butcher for bacon. On
the shelf in front of us was a tray of bagged up pork scratchings, of which we
bought two. Only whilst Wifey was paying for our goods did I notice the price,
£1.91! Ye gods and little fishes, that’s more than double what we would
normally pay. So, goodbye bakery and butcher. I’m all for supporting the local
independents, but I won’t be stitched up by them.
Friday 13th December
Alan’s birthday today, so I’ll
be in Harlow to celebrate with him and the girls he works with.
My apologies to anybody who hasn’t
received a reply to emails sent. Normally, if my Inbox at my server has gone
over quota, they would inform me. In fact, they would do so before I had run
over my quota. However, since I hadn’t received any messages during that time, I
logged on and discovered I was well over quota. Well, thanks very much Absolute
Email.
Now, with some of the rather
large emails I receive from Sandra and Alan, I do tend to check back at the
server from time to time. Obviously I haven’t checked often enough.
Now, let’s see if I can get
onto my blog site and post this latest edition.
Cheers for now.
Dave and Sheila.