Mood:
smellyNow Playing: Oasis - Don't believe the truth
Today is apparently the hottest July day in Britain since records began. It's 36 degrees. Fortunately for me, I've spent most of the day in the car. Oh, how I love my Honda air conditioning :-)
The road trip was to Hertfordshire, first of all to see my friend Emma. It was supposed to be a get-together for the gang of four - me and my 3 uni friends - but the other two couldn't come cos of car problems. I missed seeing them, but it was kind of nice having time just with Em, I felt like we really got to catch up properly. With the four of us, and four kiddies to watch, we don't always manage to cover everything!
I managed to demonstrate again my complete lack of maternal instincts - Emma asked me to bring dessert and thinking, oh, it's just the two of us, I picked out 2 chocolate éclairs, completely forgetting that kiddies need to eat too! How bad is that. I am the ultimate anti-mother. On the plus side it was good for the diet, as I only got to eat half my éclair and Callum got the other half :-)
After Em I went to see my granny who handily is only down the road. She is in an elderly care unit having had a fall in the garden 6 weeks ago and broken her knee. The hottest day of the year and she has a plaster cast from her foot to her hip. Poor granny. Still she was pretty chirpy, all things considered. I'm really proud of her. Her husband died a couple of years ago and no-one thought she would manage on her own; she's wasn't very mobile even before this. But she has arranged helpers, and meals on wheels, and is determined to stay in her home. She's equally determined to go back there once the plaster is off. No giving up and deciding that's it, she's old. I think it's great. Not sure how my dad feels about her spending all his inheritance on carers! but hey I say go for it.
I've been very lucky with grannies - my other granny who died last year was a feisty old bird too. We bought Rupert the punch bag with some of the money she left me - it seemed appropriate. She also left me a set of brass knuckle dusters which look absolutely lethal. When she was in her eighties she used to carry them with her when she went shopping until someone pointed out to her that was probably illegal :-)
Oh and here's my rant of the day: the care unit where my granny is staying is really, really hot. I mean I was sweating like I was doing a workout while I was sitting talking to her. It can't be good for the patients. There were a few fans but not enough to really help. The grandson of the old lady in the next bed brought in a fan for her, only to be told that wasn't allowed because all electrical equipment had to be vetted by an NHS engineer. Only, there wasn't an engineer there so it couldn't be vetted. So no extra fans allowed, basically. Blooming bureaucracy. That just sums up everything wrong with this country.
No exercise today, but my lunch tomorrow has been cancelled so I will hopefully manage a good eating day and I have TKD in the evening.
