Last week the weather was really depressing. My arms were getting better, but my mood wasn't. It felt like it was night all day. Thick clouds, drizzle, no wind and just misery all round. There was still no point trying to fire up the pottery stove, although at least the temperatures were above zero, so we were quite nice and warm just running the central heating.
I did some more MACSE transcription, watched a fair amount of television and waited for the weather to get better. I was also heavily into the Nick Hunt book I mentioned in the last post which got more and more enjoyable as I read chapter after enjoyable chapter. I like his outlook, his style and his attitudes and when he got to Hungary, I could almost 100% agree with his observations, judgements and analysis.
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| Alfredo and Violetta |
On Saturday I caught the 10 o'clock bus to town as I had a performance of La Traviata at the Erkel Theatre in the evening. Ian and Ros have also arrived, so I arranged for a lunch with them, during which I could collect my phone cable and had a brilliant time with them. They are such good company always.
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| Temporary carpenter on ladder |
After lunch I did a lot of shopping for things we ran out of in the village and even managed to have a short nap prior to the opera. The performance was one of the best this season so far and we have all enjoyed it tremendously. This subscription ticket is the only one now that gathers all four of us: Bozsa, me, Kati and Andor, the other two are just for two, one I go to with Kati, the other with Bozsa. It was nice to see them, especially Kati, who ended up on her own the previous week, due to my funny turn.
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| My favourite tree on the other side of the valley |
On Sunday I caught the 7:20 bus home and was indoors by 9:30. The only problem from then on was that both my sore right shoulder and a new pain in my left thumb joint produced a great deal of pain and it even stopped me sleeping for a couple of nights. My arthritis is really bad this autumn and I was struggling with a lot of pain. The only good event on Sunday was the last Grand Prix of the season, which was actually a bit boring, but still it was nice to see them whizzing round at Yas Marina. Bottas won, as it is a circuit where it is difficult to overtake and he led from pole all the way round. Lewis was second, so he increased his lead over Vettel, who came second overall, with Bottas third.
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| Roses nearly in December |
Thankfully the very painful shoulder and hand started getting better on Monday, although they are still sore a bit and I have to be careful with my movements not to bang them on anything. The weather started imrpoving a bit too, with the sun coming out towards the end of the weekend and definitely on Monday and Tuesday. Tuesday, unfortunately, produced a plank at the back of the barn, which decided to drop to the ground and with a combined age of 145 we found ourselves climbing ladders to put it back. We fixed it temporarily, so it should survive the winter, but it will have to be fixed professionally next spring.
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| Roses nearly in December |
I even managed to photograph some roses, which is amazing as some nights are now below zero and there wasn't much sunshine in the last few weeks. The herb garden is now looking quite dead, although the thyme and the parsley are still profuse.
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| Roy mole hunting |
And finally, I apologise, but I have to close on yet another bit of bad news this week: I am ill again. Now that I was getting my mobility back with the shoulder and thumb improving, I managed to catch yet another bad cold, probably on public transport in town on Saturday/Sunday, so it is back to bed, hot lemon and boxes of tissues for me again. Really annoying, as I was planning outings and hikes for December with a variety of friends, which are now under a big question mark. God, I hate getting old and I also hate catching every lurgy that passes.
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| Sunset at the end of the garden |
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| Our winter fuel |
On that pleasant comment I must close now. Let's hope I'm in a better frame of mind next week!!
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