I seem to have had one cold after another for the last few weeks (or perhaps it is just one which won't go away) and as I have said colds are a problem when you are on O2. I'm still not feeling wonderful but I have a holiday next week and we are going to Yorkshire to do some family history. Teenage daughter will be in Poland with her string orchestra so Nick and I will only have ourselves to worry about!
Great news on the transplant front as another of us Lammies has got to the top of the list and had her lung transplant. That's three this year!!
My little flittermouse is either not visiting my garden or he is coming out later after I have given up for the night. There still seem to be plenty of insects and it's definitely not too cold, but it does stay light later.
The swifts have come back for the summer. I'm not at all sure where they nest because we don't have any cliffs (real or pretend) in the village but they have been screaming overhead on sunny days. Usually they would be out this evening but aren't, so perhaps there is an insect shortage.
Just as I typed that last line my flittermouse went zoomimg across the window. It's nearly 10 so he is later.
This is about me trying to live a normal life on 24hr oxygen. I am a Local Preacher and have a daughter who is at Cliff College.
Showing posts with label Flittermouse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Flittermouse. Show all posts
Monday, 14 July 2008
Saturday, 26 April 2008
Flittermouse and tea!
I gave up waiting outside for my flittermouse last night as I was cold and so when I came in, it appeared. Tonight was warmer so I went out later - about 8:40 - and stood listening to the birds (and the traffic) and saw him or her appear at about 8:55. I think it came from round the edge of our house rather than out of our bat box but I'm not sure.
Today has been a 'tea day'. I have only managed to do things in short bursts, requiring a cup of tea (or two) and a rest in between. This is often the pattern on Saturday as I recover from the week at work.
Today has been a 'tea day'. I have only managed to do things in short bursts, requiring a cup of tea (or two) and a rest in between. This is often the pattern on Saturday as I recover from the week at work.
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