It started off ok. We were off by car, tram and bus to the Hallamshire hospital for Michaels Urology APPT.I couldn't find my gloves and brolly, Michael found them on the bed, no idea how they got there.
Uneventful journey in the car and on the tram. Crossed the road to catch the bus with passes ready. A man getting off decided to have an altercation with the driver, not sure why. He looked a normal bloke but was becoming irate. The queue stood quietly waiting as we British do until one bloke in the queue got fed up and said come on mate let us get on the bus.The man then started argueing with the man in the queue, oh happy days.
He left and we started boarding the bus. I had become separated from Michael, he being slow and courteous. You have to scan your free pensioner pass on a machine, Michael didn't know this. The poor driver who showed immense patience was trying to help Michael scan his pass, it took a few attempts?? Meanwhile the rest of the queue were still waiting patiently behind Michael. I was sat near the back of the bus quietly going hysterical seeing Michaels face. He calls it his St Gerard look, his school where not many achieved greatness.
His appt was fine. They are putting him on a tablet that will shrink his prostate so the current problems should cease. He should be medication free in about 2 years if all goes well.
Had a bit of lunch in town then looked at bar-b-qs. The wind was quite strong and nippy so we didn't dawdle
Have cross checked the bbqs online and our last port of call will be B&Q tomorrow which is pensioners 10% off day.
Dean will be 33yrs old tomorrow, he is off to Egypt with his girlfriend Lauren on the 20th I think.
We have been threatened with rain for the past 4 days but so far none has materialised. I hope it rains tonight as the garden is bone dry.
Have a mountain of ironing to do, must get into it soon.
Blogger keeps going red and not saving so will publish while I can.
Night all
5 comments:
I was alright, I thought it was funny, until I got to the bit where Michael had his "St Gerard look, his school where nobody achieved much" I went hysterical and wept . Graham kept saying "what are you laughing at" but I couldn't tell him for laughing.
I am still giggling to myself ages after
sheila x
I actually can see the image of Michael's expression...nobody has it mastered like he does.
Was it a Michael-Meltdown?
What is wrong with not being conversant with new technology?it is a perfectly normal situation,happens to me all the time,we only had slates chalk and an abacus at our school,but we did have as a pupil the former deputy prime minister of our country.John Prescott! Graham
No he stayed very calm.
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