“You could put that Madeira in one of your cocktails,” Mum says.
“Where is it?” I say, pouring gin, Cointreau and lemon juice into the measuring jug. Am making a White Lady.
“In the door of the fridge,” Mum says.
Opening the fridge, I take out the tall thin bottle, open it, sniff it. Am unsure about whether or not it smells good.
“Well don’t just pour it into that mixture,” Mum says, glancing at my cocktail.
“I’m not going to,” I say. “Need to research what it goes with. Are there any olives?”
“One tin and I need them,” Mum says. “No wonder this sandwich is low fat – they haven’t put any butter in it or…”
“I don’t know why you’d buy a low fat sandwich,” I say. “Obviously it wouldn’t contain butter and you wouldn’t like it.”
Mum places some anchovies in her egg sandwich and smears butter inside it.
The fluffy monster has at long last made friends with Harrison. At the start he was wary of him, due to Harrison’s lifelike appearance and glass eyes. But now they have a truce. Look:
Last radiotherapy tomorrow – yay! Skin is very hot, red and sore but hasn’t disintegrated. Yet. Although I remember from last time that the skin didn’t start to crumble until right at the end of the treatment. Please let it not be so painful and awful this time. Was wandering about with severe burns for weeks.
Am listening to a pair of artichokes bubbling away on the hob. Dad and brother are away skiing and am keeping Mum company, although she’s going out to her Literary Society straight after supper.
The attached photo is my first baby iris flowering in a pot in my garden at the flat.
Happy Monday everyone!
*1859. By Wilkie Collins. One of the first detective novels. Brilliant. Read it!
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Yay for your last radiotherapy, you’ve done so well. I hope it’s not as awful as last time.
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Thank you darling xxx
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Crossing my fingers for you that your skin doesn’t succumb to the horrible burns like last time. Good luck at your last treatment!
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Thank you darling xxx
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Good luck!! I hope you feel better!! xxx
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Thank you darling xxx
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Hope you feel okay, I admire you so much, going through radiotherapy and writing your blog. Love your Iris, so beautiful and your fluffy monster and his friend too!
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Thank you so much darling xxx
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So happy fluffy monster has finally made friends with Harrison. He looks cuter on this photo than he did the 1st one!
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Encouraging post… love the cats!
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Thank you darling xxx
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Hope everything will be fine after your last radiotherapy, and your skin won’t suffer too terribly. Lovely iris, and fluffy monster.. 🙂
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Thank you so much. Skin has broken down and is looking and feeling terrible, but the fluffy monster still looks and feels perfect! xxx
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So sorry to hear that – hope that the fluffy monster will give you great comfort at this time. Hugs. xx
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Thank you darling. We had a nice cuddle last night xxx
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Bless. xxx
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I’m following u on your new blog. So sorry to hear about Seb. So sorry about the pain you are experiencing. God bless you and help you get through each day.
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Thank you so much xxx
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Glad to hear it’s your last radiotherapy treatment. My wife finished hers back in May. She was very red,,, black in one area, but all looking normal now. 🙂 Love your cat. We have two cats.
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Good luck. And keep the high spirits. Hugs.
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good luck and health to you
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Thank you so much!
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