I slept straight through the alarm and didn’t wake up until ten to nine. In my pre-waking dream, I swore twice in the final sentence, but I can’t remember why.
It was WI last night, which must have been to blame. It was run as a village social evening, with a treasure hunt and supper to follow, but I shared my bottle of wine with someone else and still brought some of it home. Lots of people there, and very jolly. I hadn’t known that the friend who picked me up (WI is in the next village, three miles away and uphill – for we do have hills in Norfolk after all) hasn’t been at all well and, three weeks ago, put her back out.
Her daughter, fortunately, was able to come out on that occasion (her husband was away at the time, doesn’t it always happen?) and first she, and then her grandson, came to stay the night. But next morning, once he’d gone to work, she became stuck again, and by that time she needed the loo rather badly. Her husband’s secretary arrived for work and she called her upstairs for advice. The doctor was called, but there was still the lavatorial problem. “Whatever did you do?” I asked. “Well, she put a towel under me” (oh god,you peed on the floor? said my expression) “and went to the scullery to find an old jug. It still had cobwebs and dust in it, I realised later. Then she asked if, still bent double, I could fall forwards, and she put the jug under me. Of course, afterwards, I couldn’t get up again. But then the doctor came and gave me some strong painkillers and a friend remembered she had rescued a Zimmer frame from a skip, and I was able to get about a bit more then. But I couldn’t come downstairs for four days.”
I’ve begged her to call me if she has any trouble again. I only saw her a month ago, and this has all happened since then.
I also spoke to the two people whose dogs have, they hope, been making babies together. It still isn’t definite if Bella is pregnant but, if she is, the puppies will be due on 4th September. Five family members want a puppy, but we’ll have the sixth if there is one – Bridget thinks that she might have a scan done, as Bella herself was one of a huge litter and she’d like to be prepared. My fingers are crossed hard, which makes for awkward typing.