A Roma Therapy
As you can imagine, I'm fairly cock-a-hoop after last night's match. Breathtaking and the best I've seen Man U play in some years, but I won't go on -- the papers are doing enough of that in the Sun, the Mirror and the Mail.
The reason I've been quiet for the last few days is that I've been busy doing other things. On Saturday we went to see Van Morrison at the excellent Bridgewater Hall. It was a fab evening and Van the Man was on great form for a 61 year old.
The warm weather at the weekend meant work in the garden. Mrs P is more the gardener while I provide the labour. All this came to halt on Sunday when Mrs P took a tumble. She had been reeling in the hosepipe when it jammed and threw her off balance, falling backwards from a raised area of lawn onto a stone-flagged path.
She hurt her right arm and leg, but the main damage was to her right big toe which must have turned when her foot got caught as she fell. Monday morning found us at our local A+E and despite what the Daily Mail would have us believe, we didn't find an NHS in crisis, but one that dealt with us quickly and efficiently.
In around 40 minutes, Mrs P was seen by a triage nurse, had been x-rayed and been told by a nurse practitioner that the toe was badly sprained and not broken, and who then strapped it up and sent us on our way.
Food featured prominently with our first barbecue of the year on Sunday and then we took Master P out for a pre-match meal last night at the excellent Fletcher's Arms in Denton. It offers the usual pub carvery fare, but everything is prepared on site and is a cut above what you would normally expect for £7.45 all in.
We also took the dog for a pleasant stroll around Etherow Country Park yesterday, or rather a totter in Mrs P's case given the state of her toe, and any other free time I've had has been given over to the Immortal Throne, the expansion to the excellent Titan Quest.
So all in all a busy time in mundania and I've still got another three days off work.
The reason I've been quiet for the last few days is that I've been busy doing other things. On Saturday we went to see Van Morrison at the excellent Bridgewater Hall. It was a fab evening and Van the Man was on great form for a 61 year old.
The warm weather at the weekend meant work in the garden. Mrs P is more the gardener while I provide the labour. All this came to halt on Sunday when Mrs P took a tumble. She had been reeling in the hosepipe when it jammed and threw her off balance, falling backwards from a raised area of lawn onto a stone-flagged path.
She hurt her right arm and leg, but the main damage was to her right big toe which must have turned when her foot got caught as she fell. Monday morning found us at our local A+E and despite what the Daily Mail would have us believe, we didn't find an NHS in crisis, but one that dealt with us quickly and efficiently.
In around 40 minutes, Mrs P was seen by a triage nurse, had been x-rayed and been told by a nurse practitioner that the toe was badly sprained and not broken, and who then strapped it up and sent us on our way.
Food featured prominently with our first barbecue of the year on Sunday and then we took Master P out for a pre-match meal last night at the excellent Fletcher's Arms in Denton. It offers the usual pub carvery fare, but everything is prepared on site and is a cut above what you would normally expect for £7.45 all in.
We also took the dog for a pleasant stroll around Etherow Country Park yesterday, or rather a totter in Mrs P's case given the state of her toe, and any other free time I've had has been given over to the Immortal Throne, the expansion to the excellent Titan Quest.
So all in all a busy time in mundania and I've still got another three days off work.
Labels: Life
BLATHERED BY Shooting Parrots at 11:13 AM
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4 Comments:
You're right - Man U were superb against The Romans - at times absolutely breathtaking football. That Ronaldo is a far more complete player than his namesake ever was. Mundania? Great name. Co-incidentally I live there too! What was Mrs P doing playing with your "hosepipe" in the garden? Not so "mundania" after all!
Hope you enjoyed the rest of your break, SP. I just wanted to let you know I am mothballing my blog for a while until I have more time to devote to it. I'll still come and read yours though. :)
Sorry to be late in replying, Yorkie, but if Man U win nothing this season, I will have nothing to complain about having seen the best of best.
But Mundania? It just slipped in as I realised I was talking about the bits and pieces of ordinary life. Mundania could become a blog in itself. As in saying nohting deeply interesting, as in:
Counted the pennies today. 2,467 in the penny jar today. Must get them down to counting machine at Morrison's.
If it rains tomorrow, I may be able to scatter the weed-and-feed on the lawn.
If politics changed anything it would be made illegal
Ooop! That last will have me trooped to the Archepelago.
Jenny,
Sorry to hear you are taking a back-seat, which I'll miss.
I understand though. If, like me, you think a blog is a great idea, entered with gusto, and two or three years later you start to run out of ideas.
Good luck with the novel. I'm envious. I've always meant to write a story. One day I might.
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