The Garden Fence - help and support in tough times

Same up here nursemaggie coolish days and at this height there's that constant cold wind from the north. Temps always around 13/15. I haven't grown any veggies at all this year, wasn't well enough in the Spring to bother, but the flowers are doing ok. I've got a big cream wool dressing gown but it only gets used in power cuts because our fire is on 24/7 most of the year. That way the brick walls heat up and stay that way - but when that fire goes out then this place is cold.

I have a fluffy pink towelling robe that is cosy and just treated myself to a new velour type patterned one in grey for the colder days.

Builders are working on the new flooring in the hall so doors are open. I really hope I get everything done before autumn so I can be cosy when it gets cold. Youngest dd made a very good point urging me to get rid of the multi fuel burner in the living room and replacing it with an easy to use modern electric fire. When looked at we found it had been installed badly and had burnt the wall. We were lucky it had not caused a fire.

So far we have found at least three or four things that could have caused a fire or a flooded upstairs bathroom. I am trying to sort through some more boxes into "stay" or "go". The local charity shop is still closed after the floods and the bridge collapsing so one of the builders will take things away for me while they are here which is a big help.

nursemaggie wrote: »

I have two softstuff one purple with spots on and a red one with reindeers all over. Never thought of giving them names. I often thInk the red one should belong to Santa but he is not having it it is just like you describe yours and it has kept me warm in the evenings ever since I have been on this cancer treatment.

Ok, so purple should be Barney and the red one Rudy. Never let it be said I'm not helpful.

I named next doors chickens for them. Nugget and Kiev. I've also named many inanimate objects here at home, the vacuum cleaner is Miles (Miles Dyson), my rice cooker is Raisu San.... and I've never even had a single visit from men in white coats.

I did my first pilates session at the physio today. They use a machine called a reformer. It sounds like something from the spanish inquisition. Bloody feels like it too :rotfl: I made a point on the way out of pre paying my next 11 sessions. Thus ensuring I have to go to the bloody things. If it doesn't kill me it'll certainly make me stronger.

Never mind Monna - one way or another we will indulge!! Perhaps if I get the ferry over one day we could meet in Ryde instead? (then the neighbours wont know what we get up to)
Not tried Pilates but have been doing Yoga for years. Not sure if it does me any good but I kid myself lol.
Weather is totally pants now - so I've hoovered & dusted downstairs & mulling over what to get for tea and whether to do any baking - decisions decisions. Will probably just try to tackle some more of the RoD instead.

Monnagran, pilates at least isn't a sweaty class. It's slow precise movements designed for core strength. Seemed to be working a treat for the senior in my class.... she made me look like a complete weakling. I believe it can be done very successfully sans torture instruments, but this is a physio and if there's an instrument of torture, you can bet they have it and aren't afraid to use it.

Silvasava, after 12 months of yoga I still hadn't improved. To the extent where on the last class the yoga teacher looked down on me, shook her head and suggested I give up. My pilates instructor is a physio... give up is not in his vocabulary, he is determined I will improve and I think would see it as a slight on his person if I didn't.

Anyhoo, woke up just fine this morning and in fine gardening form. So I'll go hop to.