It’s all going very well.

This is my washing machine. Please note the holes. These holes had buttons in them this morning. Unfortunately, I seem to have taken the buttons by surprise today by insisting on pushing them to switch the washer on. Said buttons retaliated by falling back into the washer where they are now unreachable and therefore unpushable. All will be well. Apparently.

Our new neighbours have a wreath on their door. For a moment this morning, I thought they may have lost their marbles until I realised that it is November 24th and it will be December this week. (I still think it’s a bit early but I suppose they don’t have to ask my permission. Pity).

All my ideas about early online Christmas shopping came to naught and I have officially done absolutely nothing. Fortunately, we are not make your own Christmas cake types (although I live in fervent admiration for those who are) so there will be nothing that cannot be done at the last minute. However, before I can think of Christmas, there is an Aged Parent who needs to be moved into a new flat.

Social Services got in touch to say they had found a place for her to live. At least, I think it was Social Services. I have answered innumerable phone calls from people saying “Hello Lesley – it’s Janet/Debbie/Susan (delete as appropriate) and I have GOOD NEWS. They are working very hard and we are very grateful. The flat is in a large unit with carers on site and the idea is that she will have more support. The Social are convinced that she is not ready for any kind of retirement home. I am not similarly convinced. Even as a young luscious thing, she was never that struck on cooking and cleaning and I am quite sure that she would have been more than happy with the “loss of independence” a retirement home would bring. (I personally am quite looking forward to a retirement home – no cooking, I get my bed made, I can read all day and spend my evenings singing Daisy, Daisy and How Great Thou Art. Bring it on). Anyway, at least, we said, it will be a smaller flat – less cleaning etc and fewer places to accumulate stuff.

So it was, to say the least, a disappointment when the warden turned the key and opened the door to…a flat approximately twice the size of the one she has now. There was a nano-second of silence before AP shouted “Hurrah! I love it! It’s huge!” Before she miraculously ran into the living room, leaving her walker behind like she was playing Big Wind. HOH and I stood in the huge kitchen with our shoulders dropping further and further down as we mentally listed the jobs that would need doing in the next fortnight. Are we downhearted? Well a bit.

On the bright side, there’s a lot for her do do there. There’s a big communal room downstairs to play Bingo, knit, sing songs and read the papers. (Not all at the same time I am assuming). Also, she will have access to one good meal a day which is a step up from the two pieces of toast she is chalking up as a decent meal at the moment. We shall see.

Anyway, showing either a worrying lack of clarity about the way life is or a cheering level of faith depending on your point of view, I have asked Ang at Tracing Rainbows to include me in her Pause in Advent series this year so next Sunday I expect I will be regaling you with encouraging exposition type thoughts or possibly not.

Have a good week.



  1. November 25, 2019 / 7:28 am

    My last washing machine sort of exploded and fired the buttons across the room. Hope you get yours sorted before Christmas (not that one does more laundry in the festive season, but repair guys seem to charge a lot more in December) Hoping AP settles. The past year has certainly brought you many challenges – Mum, moving and Morecambe (and more which never got onto the blog I expect) let’s hope and pray that 2020is easier

    • lesleyps91
      November 25, 2019 / 7:25 pm

      And for you also xx

  2. November 25, 2019 / 8:39 am

    Oh wow! Life and all that?
    I often feel that I am living in the middle of some kind of unbelievable sit-com – looks like you could be sharing that experience. Do you think we should get together and see if we can make a fortune out of dramatising our lives for tv or radio?
    We ate our first Christmas Dinner at a National Trust caff yesterday – a sort of act of defiance against I’m not sure what.
    Looking forward to Pause for Advent. I’ve decided to fast from Patience for Advent – on the computer, not in real life – partly because Himself says I am using up the batteries in the mouse too quickly.

    • lesleyps91
      November 25, 2019 / 7:24 pm

      Do you think a script editor would send it back saying it was too unbelievable? Patience?/Advent? not sure I could put those two together at the moment

  3. November 25, 2019 / 10:46 am

    I’ve often thought what a relief a etirement home would be, no worries about the boiler/washing machine/heating breaking down. Someone else to do all the outside chores/cleaning etc. Hope AP enjoys this new experience.
    I can’t bear Christmas in november, it’s much too early.

  4. lesleyps91
    November 25, 2019 / 7:22 pm

    Yes exactly. No thinking about what to cook in the evenings. I am looking forward to it

  5. sue
    November 25, 2019 / 7:38 pm

    We received our first Christmas card today, from my husband’s brother. That means it was posted on the 22nd! Now that is early!

    • lesleyps91
      November 25, 2019 / 8:05 pm

      Well, I have bought mine and that’s about it. There is something to be said for getting it done I suppose

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