… almost all day in bed today.
And I’ll probably be doing the same tomorrow too at this rate.
So far I’ve had nothing to eat – probably because I don’t think that I can keep anything down. I have had two large glasses of grape juice though, just to keep up the calories. And my body wasn’t too happy about that either.
So today has been written off as a non-event.
However, just because my body doesn’t feel up to going out doesn’t mean that my Spirit can’t. Whoever it is in there was having a whale of a time while I was asleep.
Last night I was in the year with someone and we were talking about moving. I’d bought a house near Tarporley and they had bought one somewhere else. Someone came round to talk to us about moving this young lad whom we were moving although she spent more time talking to my friend than she did with me and I never really got much to say about it so I went off to make some tea. I put some water in the saucepan and had my primus stove cooker thing on and the water boiled immediately. I had ti think about what I was going to have. The choice really came found to pasta and vegetables because I wasn’t really feeling like eating anything else
Later on there was a little girl about 9 or 10. She had brown hair done in bunches at the side. Very lively, cheerful and happy, wearing a red top and red shorts and doing something with a menu like throwing it around at me, having a smile and laugh as she was doing it which I thought was very pleasant. We went on from there somewhere and I can’t remember now where it was that we went.
There was something about lorries as well moving stuff, Bedfords and Ford D-series (again after yesterday) were mentioned. This girl said “won’t their bonnets be too long to fit into where they are supposed to go”. I explained that they were the flat-fronted cabover type of vehicle and showed her a couple of photographs although one of them was all entwined in a tree. I’m not quite sure what had happened, whether it had been abandoned and the tree had grown round and through it, that kind of thing.
A sister of mine, very young, was on a coach tour with all of us, a big group. She had some money so she was thinking of going to the shops to buy some sweets. She couldn’t go on her own so she was making a list of all the people who would go with her. To my disappointment I found that my name wasn’t on there. She was talking away about these people, how they would help her choose her sweets and so on. I felt really hard-done-to that I wasn’t on there. Then we had that dream that I’ve had a few times before about buying sweets where you talk your way through the addition and conversion of money, all that kind of thing until you arrive at the right figure. This time though there was a mistake in it. I could see the mistake and I sat up bolt upright when I saw it because it’s not like me to have a mistake in some kind of addition.
So after all of that, let’s see what happens tomorrow.
