Post-flu recovery and other things

When I last wrote I was still in bed with a high temperature. Roy was a gem supplying me with never ending glasses of freshly made lemonade. I think I consumed about 3 kilos of lemons in the week that I spent most time in bed to recover. By Sunday I felt sufficiently improved to risk a bus trip down to Ber.

All last week I was trying to really shake the headache, blocked nose and sneezes, but some of it is still hanging around now. The garden needed a lot of attention, so I wasn't allowed to lay around all day. There was also an interesting development of Roy's family history work. He found a lady in New Jersey, who has decended from my great-grand parents. She is so enthusiastic, it is fun to read her e-mails. In the meantime Roy also found my cousin Maryetta's son in the States, but this is another story. More about this perhaps later.

On Thursday we went in to BP again via the Suzuki garage to hand over some documents about the personalised number plate and order some extras, like door stripes and corner protection. On Friday we all decamped to Tata to do the planning for the Hungaria Kupa Trail-O. (see picture of one of the controls). The weekend was spent in the Bakony Mountains (again), but this time for the Middle Distance and Relay Championships. Considering that the week before I was in bed with a high temperature, I didn't do too badly with two silver medals for my sins.

On Monday I went to the theatre to see an excellent rendering of Joseph and his amazing Technicolour Dreamcoat. The music is so timeless that this might still be playing to full houses in hundreds of years' time.

Finally we came back home to Ber today. Long, hot day on the bus (33 degrees Celsius in the afternoon) plus shopping in Paszto and then on arrival all the deadheading, watering, weeding, mowing that usually awaits us after being away. See picture of one of my glorious roses above.