I had a lovely day today which started off with morning coffee in my back garden with Jean. My garden is a lovely suntrap and we sat there admiring the blue skies while talking about work, gardens, flowering tubs and hanging baskets. I think hyacinths for this winter.
Then this afternoon, I went to the BoatHouse at Debham, Constable country for afternoon tea as part of my belated birthday present from Barbara. Apart from a bolshie male driver in the car park which Barbara dealt with in her own formidable way, we had an absolutely blissful afternoon. The blue skies continued as we sat next to the river and before it started to cool off a little, we basked in the sun like two contented ladies on a page of a woman's magazine sipping Pimms. It was lovely.
We watched cows wading in the shallow parts of the river and even though it wasn't the same area as Constable's Haywain, you could see why he loved and felt inspired by this river. We watched ducks being fed by cute little children with bags of bread, carefully watched by their parents and reminisced about doing the same activity with our own children and hopefully again with our grandchildren eventually. Groups of canoeists going up stream, some learners having instructions shouted at them and others experienced and paddling quite fast. This is the vision of England that oversea visitors flock to experience and I for one felt very lucky. And all this followed for us by a scrumptious afternoon tea with a glass of champagne and for just for me the surprise of flowers and a balloon from Barbara delivered by a smiley waitress. I felt very special, thank you again Barbara.
Tonight I went to the cinema with another friend from work... slightly worse for wear I must admit after a glass of champagne and a glass of Pimms, but I stayed awake I'm pleased to say, but I did feel quite a lush, all be it a pampered one.
I have placed the conkers gathered from the BoatHouse all around my bungalow ready for bedtime to test the theory that they keep away spiders. The young waiter did look really surprised when I asked if I could have them and asked if I was deprived as a child, cheeky sod!
Some days are special and this was definitely one... Said it once already, but I'll say it again... bliss.
Lots of love Debbie x
About Me
- Me...Debbie Burden... or known as Burders
- I'll be 55 this August... I've had bronchiectasis for ten years plus this year... End stage lung disease for the past year...been on oxygen for three years... and have I got used to it yet?... nah! I am now waiting for the biggie; a double lung and maybe a heart transplant. I love my life weirdly enough, because I have some wonderful family and friends who are with me every step of the way on my adventures, even though I embarrass them on a daily basis with my unorthodox way of looking at life. Not for the faint hearted!
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