I'm sorry I haven't joined in much this week. It's been a funny old week for me.
Unfortunately this gastroscopy on Wednesday didn't go as well as the last one and I have felt awful since.
The day started with them not having a bed for me on the day patient ward so I waited in the waiting room. They then took me to a treatment room to wait as they said it would be a while before my op. The chair in there was really uncomfortable. Then they had to rush getting me ready as the doctor wanted me earlier than they thought.
I came round in the middle of the procedure and felt like I was choking. They gave me more sedation and that's probably while I feel so bad plus travelling the next day probably didn't help.
To top it all I have to go back yet again in 6 weeks for more stones to be removed so I'm feeling very down at the moment and very apprehensive.
We came down to stay with Shaun and Fiona the next day. They live near Weston Super Mare.
We've had a lovely time here though. Shaun has really been looking after us. His house overlooks the Bristol Channel and we can watch the tide going in and out.
We went to Cheddar Gorge Friday, went in one of the caves and bought some cave cured Cheddar cheese. There was sunshine as well so a good day out. Yesterday we went to Slimbridge where Roland saw a kingfisher but didn't have time to take a photo of it.
Today we went with Fiona to see her horse, Smartie. Roland took some photos as we hadn't met her before. She is a really lovely placid horse and very gently took carrots and apples from my hands. When we got back Shaun had cooked us Sunday roast. So another lovely day.
Back home tomorrow and then Tuesday I've got 20 books to give away for National Book Night.
Inside the cave in Cheddar Gorge
Some little ducklings at Slimbridge
At the stables with Smartie
The music in my life
Music has always important to me ever since I can remember.
My Nana taught singing and so wanted me to learn to play the piano but I was stubborn and wouldn't practice. I did love to sing though.
The first music I can remember was a tune called
"Cherry Pink and Apple Blossom White"
played by Eddie Calvert a trumpeter in the 50's.
I would be about 8 at the time and still living in Derbyshire.
Later I was introduced to Elvis Presley and fell in love.
My friends brother was much older than us and had a record player. He used to let us listen to it by standing it by an open window and we stood outside. Strange I know. This was up in Cumberland.
Next it was Helen Shapiro in my teens. My favourite song was
"Don't treat me like a child"
I was about 14 then and thought I was really grown up. I went to see her in Carlisle and guess who was a very minor back up act in the show - The Beatles. They wore leather jackets and when they tried to get into one of the hotels in Carlisle they were turned away because they weren't properly dressed.
I'll have to carry on another day as my reminiscences are rather long