June 12th
And still the wait continues! It's been two weeks since Ian had a scan and still no results! We are feeling positive, though, because 'no news is good news' as the saying goes. He also still feels remarkably well so quite why he lost weight is beyond me!
So what have we been up too? Well, towards the end of May, Pentland (ECP&DA's workboat), went into dry dock for blacking. Somehow I got volunteered to do the job, probably because I blacked her originally. Anyway, I persuaded Ian to give me a hand because the weather was set to turn nasty, and we only had two days in which to do the job. It took a lot longer than I had anticipated, the hull was very pitted, loading the roller with bitumen wasn't enough to cover the rust. An old paint brush had to be used instead, and that took time, but we did manage to complete the task just in time before the rain started.
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| A small welding job had to be done. Malc and Ernie, both ECP&DA volunteers, held us up slightly |
Beginning of June the funeral of Norman took place, gosh it was well attended with 100 plus of family, friends, and acquaintances, including several CRT personals, present. Not all got a seat, and a good 40 had to stand around the side. I think Norman would have been proud of the send-off, especially as the wake was held right here at the Great Northern Pub, his local. Thank you to Ian and Kath for feeding the multitude.
With our grandsons first communion on the 9th, we took the motorhome to MK. The Polish family had claimed most of the bedrooms in our son's house, leaving only the converted loft for our daughter and son-in-law to sleep. For us to stay, we had to bring the motorhome, a bit awkward as our son's house has an arch leading to the rear of the house which was too narrow for it to fit through. With it being a weekend, we parked in the school car park, but not wanting to leave it there overnight, we managed to get the front end through the arch with the backend sticking out. It meant getting up early to move it back to the car park.
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| Our son is 6'3". Oliver is almost as tall! |
The weekend was a great success, a BBQ after the service and the drink flowed freely, well it always does when the Polish contingency is present!
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| Communion Cake |
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| Now that's what I call a Chimenea |
The decision was made on the Monday to head down to Blenheim Palace. It was the birthplace and home of Sir Winston Churchill. I still have a big problem with my right knee and have had to bite the bullet and buy a stick! Blenheim Palace is huge and even though I tried to fight the pain, we only spent a measly 3 hours there. The tickets were expensive at £41 each, so I felt a bit miffed that only a small part had been seen. But not all was lost because the tickets can be used again within a year of purchase, hopefully I can get the knee sorted within that time frame!
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| Sir Winston was a great painter. |
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| Hmmm..... |
Talking of knees, I saw the physio again today, and he has finally agreed to put me on the list for a knee replacement. To try and bring waiting lists down, I can now be seen at a private clinic under the NHS. Three weeks to wait before I get a letter saying when the surgeon can see me so we may (if Ian finally gets the all clear) go away for a short while in the motorhome. Abroad is out of the question but as we love the York moors and Dales so much, might take another jaunt up there.
