My friends will know that we have had a difficult few months – Mum (a.k.a @Gills_Mum) fell and fractured a bone in her lower back and came to live with us while she recovered (or at least got a lot better) and we all scratched our heads and wondered what to do. We wrote a story about the house move. Mum has also done quite a bit of writing to keep herself occupied – mainly reminiscences from the war and other stories – which she may or may not wish to publish at some point.
Mum has no idea how many people have been asking after her, but she has enjoyed the sporadic exchange of greetings and virtual flowers on Twitter.
Anyway, Mum needed things to “settle” before wanting to write about how she was getting on in her new circumstances – so I am absolutely thrilled that the “settling” seems to be happening…
I am told that somebody has asked where I have got to. Thank you for that. I will give you an update.
Well, here I am, as predicted, freedom gone! I shouldn’t grumble because it is very nice here. A very nice flat (called an Apartment!) on the ground floor so that I can watch all the comings and goings of cars and people, and everything here is first class in every way. This is an Assisted Living place, not a Care Home. Care Homes take you over and do everything. Assisted Living help you if you want it.
There is an excellent dining room where very good meals are provided (always a choice) at an extremely reasonable price. Well appointed tables and happy, cheerful staff serving. These girls also help out in the flat if wanted. Nice interesting people (Home Owners) to talk to and a lot of things to do in the evenings, organised by the residents.
We have a Scrabble Night, a film once a week and a Quiz Night once a month. Interesting questions that most people can answer, but I had to laugh when I knew one that nobody else did. In my misspent youth I went to the cinema frequently and had a schoolgirl crush on Gary Cooper (who is he you are asking!) so I could identify his picture. Amazing how useful information turns up years later!
Well that’s it! What more could I want? Well I’m awkward. I want to be back in my own house and catching the little bus every day into town. Of course that can’t happen. The house is sold and I am here.
So what now? Get on with it!