|I know I'm not supposed to be up here...|
I had a strange giddy spell last evening. I can’t blame it on the wine because I’d only had one glass but every time I moved my head just a fraction I felt dizzy and couldn’t keep my balance. I staggered off to bed early and couldn’t even manage to read my book. I kept my head very still and eventually fell asleep. When I awoke this morning everything was back to normal so I expect it was a temporary disturbance of my balance sensors. I hope it doesn’t come back, it was very unpleasant.
I was going to have a quiet day but somehow it’s turned out quite busy. I took Rick out for his early morning walk. The wind had blown over all the raspberry tubs so I picked them up and relocated them in a more sheltered spot. It didn’t work, they got blown over again. I stripped the bed and put a load of washing on. Pottered about in the garden dead-heading roses and trimming some bushes in the driveway but it hasn’t really been a day for being outside. Paul presented me with some salvia flowers that had been broken by the wind, I added them to the vase full of other garden casualties. I washed some lettuce and boiled some beetroot, we are going to have a chicken salad for dinner tonight. The chicken breasts are currently marinading in a garlic and herb concoction I threw together.
Rick has now been out for his second walk of the day and is fast asleep on his rug. He doesn’t like being outside when it’s windy, I think the noise of the trees makes him nervous. Our supermarket delivery is due shortly, it is very efficient and making us quite lazy. We often used this method of shopping in the past when the children were young and we were both working full time but Paul is one of those people who love wandering around the supermarket aisles so eventually we will return to our pre-lockdown method of shopping.
Ah, the shopping has arrived.