Last week while I was playing around with AI (get me, sounding all techie), I asked Claude  to tell my fortune (ruined it there, didn’t I?) and part of the pronouncement Claude made was to:

Beware of Tuesday next – not with fear, but with playful caution. A minor mishap awaits, but it will become a delightful story you’ll laugh about later.

And  – as you’d expect – there were a few mishaps.  I’m not sure any resulted in ‘a delightful story’, but we did manage Tesco, making of a ham and egg pie (with a little support from Percy), some jam tarts with the leftovers and a discovery that while mum couldn’t manage to get the jam in the tarts without instruction, she did have the ability to cast on and knit without dropping stitches for the first time in a fairly long while.  (It does look like I might have to learn to cast off with the help of You Tube soon though, or mum will be able to wrap the world in a scarf…)

After the disaster of The Secret plan part 3 when Mum refused to go out with the carer lady last Thursday, we’ve taken a different approach this week and not told her.  The lady is primed to turn up and jolly Mum out this morning.  There are so many crossed fingers in the area at the moment I’m not sure anyone is achieving anything, but it’ll be worth it if today works. 🤞🏻🤞🏻🤞🏻🤞🏻🤞🏻🤞🏻🤞🏻🤞🏻🤞🏻🤞🏻🤞🏻🤞🏻🤞🏻🤞🏻

🙂