Category Archives: memory
The Tuesday and bonus Friday with lots of giggling
Well, Christmas feels about three years ago now, doesn’t it? I’ll just skip all that bit and share this weeks Tuesday TV with you – which was actually mostly last Fridays bonus day. After a few initial hiccups with dressing … Continue reading
The visiting Tuesday
I’d made two dinners – one meat (Boys), one veggie (Me and Mr R) by 7.45am this Tuesday. I impressed myself. And wondered if I’d peaked a little early. After the usual bits back at Mum and Dads (Showering, hair … Continue reading
The Christmas Card Tuesday (and a secret plan update)
Tuesday this week started a little fraught..and mostly continued that way. Mum had dressed in a pair of trousers and a jumper…over her PJs, and insisted that was fine and that she was wearing underwear. (She wasn’t). It’s hard to … Continue reading
The Jam vs Wool Tuesday
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 – … Continue reading
The Secret Plan part two…
…did not go to plan. There was a mix up with the agency and we have had to postpone things until next week. When we will meet a different lady. And in a true test of Mums awareness, I am … Continue reading
The start of The Secret Plan Tuesday
It’s been a few weeks, what with galavanting off to America, and it was a bit like Mum had a holiday too (from me!). She was nice 🙂 . She didn’t sulk once and she did huge amounts more than … Continue reading
The tricky Tuesday
It was a tricky Tuesday this week. I don’t know what it was that annoyed Mum initially – maybe when I suggested we put on her bra that she had forgotten. Or when I told her that one sock should … Continue reading
The New Wheels Tuesday
Mum has new wheels! Mum has been getting more wobbly and much faster to tire in the last few weeks so Sister 2 took the initiative and ordered a wheelchair. Which got lost in transit so she ordered another. And … Continue reading
The confusing Tuesday
It felt like Mum had disappeared a bit more this week. There’s usually something on the list in Tesco that she can spot – orange juice is always a safe bet to say ‘could you just go and grab two … Continue reading
The ‘I might go rusty’ Tuesday
The amazing news this Tuesday is that when I arrived, Dad was being seen by a respiratory nurse. I didn’t know there was such a thing for people with COPD, but when Dad got really rather poorly in around July, … Continue reading
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