Bit of a curve ball…

Hmm, so Friday I took Mum up to Gloucester for an appointment with the consultant.

This was a follow up from her stay in hospital in July. At the time they found she had an aneurysm in her stomach and the consultant has told her she needs surgery to sort it. There’s not really an option as without the surgery it would almost certainly prove fatal within a couple of years tops. The problem is, she’s still not in the best of health since her previous hospital visit and this last couple of weeks in particular have been quite difficult as she’s not been feeling well so the thought of a pretty serious operation in the near future isn’t helping matters much.

Still, there’s nothing much we can do other than wait it out and hopefully keep her spirits up until she has the op (should be some time in December) but suffice to say it’s all a bit distracting at the mo so apologies in advance if I’m a bit out of the loop..

Biosphere has nothing on my back garden.

See, here’s the thing. I don’t do gardening. Not even a little bit. We have a blike in a van who comes once a week to do the lawns and generally tidying up in the garden. The one place he’s never ventured though, and nor have I in at least a year, is the greenhouse.

You know the Eden project down in Cornwall, or perhaps Biosphere in the states? Well they’ve got nothing on the ‘experiment’ going on in out greenhouse.

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And yes, it really is *full* of natures wonders, completely untouched by human hands. As you can see, Callum was the most intrepid explorer..

et voila! a little over an hour later..

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I think we can chalk that one up to a productive afternoon then!

Arse. Billy no mates again..

One of the downsides of self-employment is going stir-crazy from spending all day in the office at home. That’s why getting out once is a while is essential for my sanity, even if it’s just to pop into town to chat with a mate. Going out for a proper grown-up night out is a rare treat that I’m really starting to miss these days.

I’m proper gutted tonight because it was the first night out I’d been really looking forward to in ages, well actually the first night out we had planned in just about as long as I can remember and Kel gets a stinkger of a head cold and has to bale. It’s not like we can just go some other time as it’s a friend’s band’s gig tonight and so that’s me doing billy-no-mates (as usual) then.

Getting to feel like a bit of a habit this is :(