Easter Sunday

My goodness I have got behind with my blog posts, and there was one in the draft folder I thought I'd published and just found I hadn't.

My ground breaking news - as it were - is that I had a fall on Thursday in the City Centre with Tim and banged my face hard on the pavement - or sidewalk - and down my right side.  There was quite extensive bruising around my right eye which is looking better, but I am still not feeling all that brilliant.  

Tim wanted to take me to hospital but I couldn't face the hours and hours I would have had to wait in A&E, so will make an appointment with the doctor on Tuesday.  Easter Monday is still a holiday here, I can't remember if it is in Oklahoma but don't think so.

The pavements in the City are absolutely treacherous and I don't think there has been much done to them in the last 700 years when they started building the colleges.   One 'improvement' they have made around traffic lights is to make the surrounding pavement feel different so that blind people will know they are at a traffic light, and I think it was at this change in surface that I caught my toe.

Yesterday, Saturday Jeremy and my sister Pat (who live south of Oxford) picked me up and we went to  youngest son James and Naomi in Leicester - which is up in the West Midlands - for a family get together.   And in spite of my injuries it was lovely to catch up with them and my two smallest grand daughters, Pearl and Doris.  Naomi's parents joined us later, so that was nice.

James took us out to his allotment.   Allotments are plots of land one rents from the local authority to cultivate vegetables, and often have a shed on them.  Someone had given James a smart sign with a fancy name to put on his shed, so we went to see him fix it. 

Today,  Easter Sunday, I went to the 8 o'clock service with Tim, then later in the day he brought Davina and Miranda to visit and that was very nice.

So that has been my Easter weekend thus far, and I hope you all dear friends have had a good weekend too.