Tempus Fugit...

As they say Tempus Fugit.. (Time Flies)..

Thank you for all the Birthday Wishes for Harry. Mick took this photograph of his cake. Harry had a lovely day at the riding school and then his best friend Conner came over late afternoon for tea and they spent the evening on the X-Box Live and watching DVD's..

Harry's Riding School are having another open day this Saturday for Halloween. I'm gutted that I couldn't help out this time. I'd have loved to have dressed up as a Witch.. Oh well, hopefully I will be able to participate next year.



My Super Douper Antibiotic's, seem to have cleared up the infection in my leg. But I've still got swelling on the bottom of the leg, ankle and foot. The boys have been saying that I have a Cankle. Don't you just love em...Horror Pots..

Yesterday, I had an appointment at the Doctor's for blood tests. Now I have to say at this point, I have a total aversion to Hypodermics, especially when they are coming in my direction. By the time I got into the Nurse's office, I'd already broken out in a cold sweat and my hands were disgustingly clammy. The Nurse was brilliant and managed to get my blood at the first attempt, although I cut of the blood supply in Mick's hand as I was squeezing it so much.. When I finally looked there was 4 vials of blood ready to be sent off for testing. Well done that Nurse.
Tomorrow, I have an appointment at the Hospital with the Cardiac Rehabilitation Nurse and the Physiotherapist. I've been told to expect the appointment to last over an hour, as they will see what my heart and I are capable of...

Which brings me to the Garage, the Caravan and the Barn.
After having the scare that we did. I spoke to Mick about having a major sort out of my miniatures. It worried me to think, that if anything had happened to me, Mick and the boys would have been left to sort this lot out. So as soon as I am able, I am making it a priority. Its a massive job, but I've got to get it done. As you can see every nook and cranny is filled. The miniatures that I have made and collected, which I no longer need or love will be sold. Shame there are no miniature fairs in Wales. I will then be able to concentrate on the new ideas, that are in my notebooks.