Jaqui's Daily Blog

Four People Who Made My Day

It might have been a perfectly ordinary Saturday - but instead it turned out to be Truly Splendid. Thanks, it must be said, to four special people.

 

First, my Little Sister Maggie. We have been trying, unsuccessfully, for the last two days to contact each other via the Wonder of FaceTime. When I called, she wasn't there; when she called I was Otherwise Engaged. When we finally connected, I was munching my way through a chicken and cucumber sandwich and she offered to call back when I'd finished chomping - but there was no way I was going to let her go in case I couldn't get her back again. 

 

It was rather like my early morning wake up call: I'd set the alarm on my mobile because I had an early appointment at the flu clinic for my annual jab (yes, indeed, I know how to have fun, haven't  you gathered that by now?) In my dream I was calling Faris the Rascal on FaceTime and he was telling his mother that he didn't want to speak to me, he wanted to speak to his teacher at Giant School. I woke to realise it was the sound of the alarm which had penetrated my dream, not  FaceTime calling, feeling relieved that I had not necessarily been displaced in the affections of my youngest grandson.

 

I love talking to my Little Sister. We talk about things that really matter in our lives, knowing we can share anything because that's what we have always done since the day she was born. At least I started sharing from that moment, though she obviously had to catch up. It probably took her six months or so. In a fortnight’s time, I'll be enjoying a mini-break with my sister while the Youngest of the Darling Daughters and her fella take care of Mr B. I think it's fair to say, as Mr B would tell you, that our jaws won't rust.

 

Ah, yes, the Youngest of the Darling Daughters also helped to make my day. We messaged each other throughout the afternoon checking each other’s progress on the garden front. As in, the Planting of Bulbs. We sent each other photos and everything. We congratulated each other on our success, dispensed advice and encouragement in equal amounts. She was Bill to my Ben. As in the Flowerpot Men, beloved of littlu’ns when I was tiny. What would I do without her? Who else would understand when I say that I buy winter pansies because I can't resist their appealing faces, gazing up at me from the plant boxes in the garden centre?

 

Then, shortly after 4 p.m. we have visitors. Let me run a scenario by you. You are off to a party in Lewes, an hour away by car from Yours Truly, but rather more if you are letting the train take the strain. There is no way you can be said to be “just passing through.” But you come anyway…

 

At the door, our goddaughter the Really Rather Wonderful Pip and her fella, bearing gifts in the shape of a box of delicious chocolate truffles - and the prospect of a few happy hours in their company. Mr B, who loves company, is on Fine Form. We catch up on all our family news, we discuss dancing, Brexit, holidays, the Invictus Games, clinical trials. You might call it a far-ranging conversation. Oh, yes, and we all watch Pointless together. 

 

My dear Dad wasn't really one for poetry - but his favourite poem is running through my head as I drive home after giving our most welcome visitors a lift to the station through the rain.

 

“Come in the evening, or come in the morning;

Come when expected, or come without warning; 

Only - come!”

 

Thank you, dear Pip and Richard for coming out of your way to see us - and for helping to make our day.

 

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02.05 | 10:44

Could try a dry run with the wheel chair and see where the snag points are.
I like the catapult idea as it just sounds so effortless!

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11.04 | 14:05

Now I want to learn the art of towel folding!

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22.03 | 22:20

I had to look up ambiturn. Power to you Jaqui. And our good wishes to Mr. B. Please mind your back and give yourself a break now and then.

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16.03 | 08:26

Do so hope he's home soon. Take care of yourself as well as Bri-anne. Love to you both. xx

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