Half way
through the tenth month already and in another week or so the clocks will have
gone back, spring forward, fall back as they say. That will make things tricky
to communicate with the folks at home.
Back in NZ the clocks have gone forward and we are still in British Summertime
which means there is exactly a twelve hour time difference, so 2200 here and
0800 there. That means when the time changes,
she says thinking about it with difficulty when we put our clocks back
and it is 2200 here it will be (mumble, mumble, mumble) 0700 there. I think.
Flu vaccination
time has come around again, and no we haven’t had ours yet but we will be in
the next week or so. I don’t want to risk being a bit under the weather next
week while we are away. The Man had a very nasty run in with what I am sure was
swine flu Christmas before last. It was
our first Christmas here and a white on to boot. There was snow on my birthday at the beginning
of December, OK it was cold, but I loved it.
We had booked ourselves into a
hotel in Salisbury, near Stonehenge, and traveled there by coach. On Christmas
morning the place looked just like a picture on a traditional Christmas card, it couldn’t have been better
for me. My poor Man struggled through the morning hardly touching his
traditional lunch and not really appreciating the view from the bay window
where we were seated. Pristine snow, a view over country fields and robins. I couldn’t have asked for more. Well retrospectively
I could have asked that The Man was well enough to appreciate it with me. He
went to bed after lunch and stayed there for five days, poor lad. Just as well
there was good entertainment on the TV. The hotel staff were excellent and kept me well supplied with plates
of sandwiches and hot food when I asked for it.
So will
he be having a flu shot this year? Too right he will.
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