Things will be busy here for the next week, though nothing really to talk about, so I thought I might write about my mother for a few posts: her early life, that is, before she was married. But I’ve checked and I already have, about five years ago. So now I’m scouting around for a subject. Any suggestions will be received with thanks. After all these years, it’s not easy to think of anything new. Of course, I haven’t known many of you for that long, but there are some from way back and I wouldn’t want to make you think I was being lazy by covering old ground – or not too often, that is.
The main thing happening tomorrow is the operation on my eyelid. It’ll be interesting to see what happens, I suppose, at any rate. The little growth under the lid must have got slightly bigger – it looks much the same but I can feel it against my eyeball all the time now, which I only used to do at night in bed, when my eye was a bit dry. Bah. It’ll be good to have had it done and I hope it doesn’t leave much of a scar. If it does – oh well, no matter. I expect it’ll be fine.