So today I was up early for my hair cut, cup of tea for hubby and off to be wrapped in plastic so we keep our germs to ourselves.  I get back at 10.30am and no sign of hubby, so I yell upstairs are you alright?!  Apparently he had scrubbed his scab off his nose and it wouldn't stop bleeding, when he came downstairs he had a plaster across his nose, it doesn't look too bad he says, no darling you look very handsome, he still doesn't get my sarcasm!  So I throw him out at the hospital and do a runner.  Back home my cousin Denise rang and we spoke for so long that hubby's treatment was over and I had to fetch him.  When we get back I dumped him in the house and took off to get my car washed and valeted, Costa coffee is opposite so I took my book sat in the sun and had coffee and lemon loaf, this is the life I thought.  When I left my car was parked at Costa coffee and a foreign guy(they're all foreign at the car wash) is approaching me, your car is flat misses he tells me, well it wasn't flat when I brought it in I reply crossly, I'd already had a run in with this guy as he was smoking whilst doing my car (he threw it in a puddle when I told him off!) how have you driven it across the road if its flat?  He looks confused so I point to my Beetle, he'd muddled me up with someone else he said (I suppose we all look the same!). I was so relieved it wasn't mine and left.  Hubby was asleep when I got back as he was bruised and battered, his veins are not good they've told him after all the chemo and radiotherapy, I've got beautiful veins I tell him, the nurse told me, you're such a smart *** he says, but I knew he meant it in a loving way.  See you soon, love Carol x 

Hi Billy,

I don't join the conversation very often although I try to catch up with you all, Carol, Sue and Bren and yourself at least once a week but I had to pop in today to say welcome to my world. I have been on hormone therapy, since my mastectomy, for the last nine months. They definitely stopped me getting pregnant! Maybe being 73 and single had something to do with that. However, the hot flushes, that I had thought were a thing of the dim and distant past, have become my daily torment!  I will be glad when winter comes, I won't need the heating on! Just joking, it's not so bad. 
Best wishes to you and Bren 

Christine xx

Hi Christine and everyone here, they are the worst thing to deal with Christine, saves a lot on heating though, mine were caused by no one bothering to let me know that aged 36 and minus my womb and shrinking ovaries I should have been on HRT, thanks medical professionals.  Its lovely to hear from you and that you still have a sense of humour, black or white it gets us through life.  So the last couple of days I've been to my gym, swam and kept fit.  Yesterday I was sat in the lounge with a book waiting my swim hour, Carol you can go through Graham shouts, I then hear someone calling my name from another sofa, firstly I didn't have my specs on, secondly she had a mask on, it was only the jumble of dyed red hair I recognised, hello Helen I say, are you swimming she asks, apparently she had asked if she could and they said not unless she was a resident of the hotel, are you staying here she enquires, No, so how come you can swim and I can't she says crossly, because I'm a member, this lady was one of my lady magistrates when I was an Usher and despite retiring 7 years ago she obviously thinks she's still one jump ahead on her position in life, goodbye I said sweetly, don't forget your free dressing robe Graham says smiling behind his visor, and all this for ten pounds per week!!  I tell hubby when I get home, he says she's jealous that I'm no longer beholden to her, how true.  We both think it's Saturday today and keep wondering why certain programmes aren't on, we're going to be very disappointed tomorrow when we find out it's not Sunday.  My spare Norman cleaned my guttering out yesterday, have you got a long hose pipe, ooh yes I've just bought a 100ft curly one, so I drag it out, stand and gather all the rubbish in a bucket so he doesn't have to keep running up and down the ladders, ten minutes later I go to turn the tap off only to find water spraying everywhere, floods on the garage floor and my new hose pipe has split!!  To say I was not amused is an understatement.  I purchased some McGuigans rose wine today as I have not had a drink for two weeks (not from choice) hubby puts it in the wine rack, do you know you've got non alcoholic wine he asks?  Excuse me whilst I tip it down the drain!!!  See you tomorrow, love Carol x 

Dear all I'm now sat here with a wad of cotton to stop the bleeding as my root canal treatment turned into a tooth extraction, at least I saved money, £22 for removal, £65 for root canal.  Mind I had to endure half the treatment until it wasn't viable, he looked at me and said what do you want to do, as I'd had three painful injections I said, just go for it, so he did.  My washing machine threw a wobbly yesterday morning and I had to rake all the wet clothes out, take them to Mary's to be washed, Sarah has just taken today's for me the washer man has just gone £35 to extract a bra wire (that's more than the tooth!). So no new underwear for a while.  The weather has been so lovely and I've seen friends and had coffee and cake out and enjoyed my weekend.  Christine came yesterday she is now preparing for eye surgery and has managed to keep her car.  At the moment hubby is the one coping whilst the rest of us fall apart.  So I'm not allowed to do anything strenuous today and my feet are going up in the sofa and a nod off may occur after my traumatic day.  Take care all of you, love Carol x 

Exciting news, I've booked a train to Surrey.  This was not easy, 45 minutes of trying every train running but then no seats, the poor woman named Sue was patience personified and I am now doing Kings Cross but getting a taxi to Waterloo, the other option was a two hour wait at Birmingham when I changed trains.  Harry is thrilled and I'll pick him up from school.  The new puppy will be collected on Saturday and as its their wedding anniversary I'm looking after Harry whilst they go out.  Hubby is going to eat at the golf club so food will be easy and I'm back Monday.  So take care and ill catch up when I get back.  Love Carol x 

Dear Billy, so lovely that Bren is smiling and you are some way to being sorted.  I'm. Not surprised you are tired as you do an awfulot of caring.  Take care, Carol x 

Hi everyone I'm home now after a lovely break, I'll tell you all my adventures tomorrow. Xx

Hi Carol and co ...

Well I'm glad that tooth came out ... hopefully an end to your teeth troubles ... can't wait to hear of your latest adventures ... you always give me my smile of the day ... even when things go wrong, you still find something funny ... 

Well the news is really depressing again ... lock downs ... you think people would wear a mask out in shops .. I'd say about 40% wore it properly at asda today ... bet they will be the first to moan if things go bad again ...

Well hope this finds everyone o.k ... Billy hope that sweating eases soon ... hold on in there ... 

Sadly I've got my young Jess funeral this Friday... boy it's so not fare, and I'm dreading that day ... so need some vertual courage ...  hope everyone's keeping safe ... big vertual hug as always.... Chrissie xx

So here we go, I had a fabulous time and hubby survived, although he was extremely pleased to get me back home, I'm so proud of him, he coped well and he looks well the oncologist rang and will arrange a new scan so we will find out how we'll this 21 day course is working.  So my train to London was fine, a taxi to Waterloo and a ticket to Witley, I rang Lisa, don't get off there  she says the station is not good get off at Milford.  I did hear the announcement that Milford has a short platform so sit in the first 6 carriages, I drag my case and myself through the train until I come to first class and think I'm at the front of the train, so I settled back until we got to Milford but I couldn't get off as I personally had no platform.  I rang Lisa, first class is now in the middle of the train she says (why??) but don't worry she will drive to Witley and get me, the only problem was that I now had five carriages and ten non opening doors to get through, I didn't make Witley either!  We had now lost phone signal so I asked a  young lady what the next stop was, Portsmouth Harbour she says, I nearly had a dickey fit but just then Hazlemere was announced as the next station, she'd not understood my northern accent and thought I'd asked where the train finishe'd.  So I now had a platform but no daughter, the young ticket collector watches me put my ticket in the barrier to get out, it doesn't budge, he looks at my ticket, should have got off at Witley he says, you haven't paid to get off here, trust me I tell him, I Tried to get off at Witley, he looks at my sweating face and lets me through, Lisa calls we now know where each other are!!  Harry is so happy to see me and we have a big hug and lots of chatter as he is so happy with his school.  Friday Lisa and Tugs go out for their fifteen year anniversary and Harry and I have tea and choose a film, we snuggle up and he tells me how much he loves me and wants me to move in, for ever!!  Lisa and Tugs arrive home at 10.30pm, you pair of dirty stop outs I say, Tugs feet are killing him as its the first time he'd worn leather shoes in months, Lisa had had a few cocktails and was apparently tired, but a good night was had by all.  I'll tell you about the puppy tomorrow, he is a fluffy bundle of fun and mischief.  Chriss, I hope I made you laugh and I send virtual hugs back.  Much love, Carol x