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Yooo Hooo! I’m over here waving like mad. :waving:
Am I glad to be back home, minus gallstones, and feeling like I need another holiday. What a shock that was. And it didn’t stop there. I came down with a rotten cold the next day and felt like death and then, blow me down, I coughed, when cleaning my teeth and tore a large abdominal muscle. Any of those 3 can pull you down, but when you have all 3 at the same time, it’s no joke.

Any way I’m back home and although feeling washed out, I’ve got my nose on the road to feeling good again. Our sitting room is like a flower shop and the fridge and kitchen doors are covered in pictures the little kiddies have painted or drawn. They look so bright and cheerful, I defy anyone to feel down after looking at them.

We had a marvellous holiday, good company, excellent hotel and wanted for nothing. To cheer me up, my husband has booked and paid for another break in September, this time on the Isle of White which is 5 miles off the south coast. With a bit of luck I’ve posted some photos of it, below. It was Queen Victoria’s summer holiday home and Osborn House is full of antiques from back then. Even her children’s little gardening tools and her bathing hut are on show. It will be something to aim for in the coming months and will set us both up before the bleak days of winter


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Bless your sweet heart Polly! :grouphug::hug2:

You have really been through the ringer!

Such beautiful photos! Thanks for sharing.
 
Morning Stacey.It's so nice to be back on the forum. I love a good soak in the tub, but have had to have showers since this old torn muscle because I am too sore to get in and out of the bath. I have a magnificent bruise though to show my nearest and dearest for sympathy.
I wanted to set a holiday ticker from Daisy Path but I couldn't get it to show up on my signature no matter which code I used so I tried Ticker Factory and had no trouble.
 
Welcome back Polly! Sorry to hear your vacation ended with such a 3-punch combo! Don't let food be your medicine - at least not junkfood...
 
Hi John.How are you?I'm just glad this didn't kick off while I was away.No, like you we aren't junk food junkies. I sometimes think I made a rod for my own back making my own burgers. Our children wouldn't eat shop bought when they were small. I remember once buying a quiche and no one would eat it, even though I pretended it was one I had made myself
 
lol Polly! ;)

I have been known to put off brand products in name brand bags/canisters... SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH :biggrinjester:
 
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Happy Easter to one and all
 
All the time over here, we are hearing that small businesses are folding in the recession. We want a French window put into one of our rooms, so my husband rang round 3 local firms to come and give us a quote. Two didn't even bother to turn up and the third did come when he said he would but it's 2 weeks now and we've not had the estimate. On Tuesday my husband rang the firm and was told the fellow wasn't in, but would ring us yesterday. Had heard nothing by this morning so hubby went to the office only to be told, the boss still wasn't in and hadn't even done the blinking estimate.So he told the lad behind the desk to cancel it.
We are now going to get one of the big national firms to do it. Probably cheaper in the long run.
 
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Yeah, that´s what we call "closed due to wealth". Glad to see you´re back, Polly!
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It's nice to be back Maria. My 'fit as a flea, never ill... sails through flu epidemics...' friend of 50 years has just been diagnosed with cancer and has to have a kidney removed next week. It has hit her hard and today I went with her to make her will. It's a case of going along with everything she wants whether I think its necessary or not. She has given me letters to give her husband and children if she doesn't come through this and also a letter telling the undertaker what sort of funeral she wants. I've told her that when she is back home, we will sit in our garden with a small glass of wine in the cool of a summer's evening and we will burn that bloody letter to the undertaker!
 
O my, that´s tough stuff. Sadly, cancer in inner organs often doesn´t get discovered until it´s too late for conservative treatment. I hope your friend will be ok! Preparing for the worst might make her feel more in control of the situation, which can only be a good thing.
 
Oh, Polly. Your poor friend. I hope she sails through this too! Make that a large glass of wine when she does.
 
She and I first met in 1955 when we were 5yr old mixed infants in the reception class at our first school. She was much cleverer than me and fast tracked. We met up again when we were 16 and, no mater where we were in the world, kept in touch. We both eventually returned to the city where we met. She and her husband were not able to have children and had dozens of the most horrid tests. In the end they fostered, not ordinary kids, but the so called problem ones. They put most of them back on the straight and narrow and they all keep in touch. She gave up a glittering career for her kids and never regretted it. I admire the two of them so much. They should have had recognition for what they did, but our honours system is flawed and now just a mutual admiration 'club' Even at local level it seems to be if you know the right people. No wonder I despise it
This morning we are going around the garden centres looking for stone planters for in front of our house.... It is chucking it down with rain
 
She is indeed a very special friend Polly & a very special person. I think "honours" systems seem to work the same way everywhere.
Chucking down with rain & you are still going around garden centres. You're a tough cookie Polly. Much love your way & to your friend, xo
 
I admire all parents, but those who actively choose to give a home to kids with problems deserve all the honors (and don´t get them because they´ll never have the time or money to build up the "right" connections). All the more reason to wish your lovely friend health and happiness.
 
Update on Garden centre So, wearing thick trousers and socks, fleeces and cagoules not to mention,,what my mother would call sensible and servicable shoes, off we went. We were almost frozen to death by the time we got to the fourth and had only found 1 stone planter which cost £210 so we lowered our expectations and turned our thoughts to plastic ones. Then, just as it stopped raining, we found just what we wanted in concrete for £40 each. We couldn't lift them so asked if they could be delivered because even if we put them in the back of our car, the front wheels would have been off the ground.No, they didn't deliver but if we ordered on line from the main supplier they would deliver. We went home, dried off, looked at the site on line, everything on there except the planters. Rang the store... they had no idea that they weren't on there! To cut a long story short one of our neighbours took pity on us, half way through us telling everyone this story, and at 10 o'clock this morning he is taking my husband to pick up the planters in his works van
 
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