Really? Can we stop now please?
I had an hour-long circular detour yesterday, driving to the nearest town on a drugs run. It soon became apparent that I was not going to the market town after all, as every road in that direction was resolutely Closed due to flooding. During my final Diversion I encountered a spring bubbling up in the middle of the road and a group of frantic farmers trying to divert the water using diggers. I had to drive in entirely the opposite direction, towards the city, to get FL his painkillers. On the way back, I realised the farm is almost cut off on the city side too. Time to buy a tractor?!
We are lucky to live far from the river, but the bedroom wall has taken a rain-battering from the east and a small pond is slowly forming on the floor, as it does perhaps once a year in normal conditions. These are not normal conditions!
It will be fine.
I have a bucket and a mop.
No ducks or frogs yet.
But my new wellies and coat have both arrived and are perfect - woo hoo!
|The only grey cloud that is welcome around here!|
There is an enchanted time around 4.30 every morning, when the morphine is wearing off just enough and he accepts a gentle hug without the usual fear of pain. He breathes more easily, we exchange a few words and then fall asleep holding hands.
This is what I must remember of this time.
I have been granted compassionate leave for the remains of this week, on the understanding that I will update The Boss with the result of the various visitations planned for tomorrow: the Community Alarm people, the local MacMillan Nurse, and the District Nurse are all due to visit. But I can't help thinking none of these will provide an immediate solution that allows me to go to the office on Monday. We have yet to hear from the hospice. Hopefully tomorrow. I think they will be key. I cannot imagine trying to tend to FL's physical care in this cold wet draughty house when his condition deteriorates. I will make sure everyone understands that. FL himself is reaching that conclusion, which is half the battle.
Meantime, your wonderful words of support and advice have been pouring in. I have replied to some of you individually, but that is not to downplay the contributions of each and every one of you: THANK YOU!
Today I cast on my pink Noriboo handspun to make a Qwist hat.
|3mm needles: the fishing net of ugly|
|Using 2.5mm needles|
The Norwegian wool / bamboo blend is quite coarse to the touch, but seems to be softening as I work with it. I think it will be fine as a hat, over my hair, but would be too scratchy for neckwear.
Note to self: don't get your hair cut this year!
This is my third Qwist Hat. The first was knit out of Crown Mountain Farms Sock Hop and was a present for my dear friend in Glasgow, Christine.
I sent her an optional grey fluffy pompom, which she sewed on herself.
They are ready-made, by Rico yarns, if you fancy a few yourself!
I have also been spinning some Popsicle Fuzzlings from Fondant Fibre (top picture).
I plan to use this much softer yarn together with the leftover Noriboo to make a shawl.
Oh - and thank you for all those amazing reading recommendations! I have joined an orderly queue at the library for most of them. Hopefully the roads will have been drained by the time it's my turn!