Friday began with a hair appointmenty – a blow dry and a fringe trim. Daughter in law suggested that it was time for a ‘silver rinse’ since my blonde was looking a little yellow. This is the problem with not having naturally blonde hair. It’s in the process of changing to grey but apart from pure white temples, the rest is still about 50% brown. I veer between wanting it to look blonde and preferring it very silvery. All I need when in a silver phase is a couple of washes of Charles Worthington Ultra violet shampoo and conditioner which builds into the perfect shade.
Friday should have continued with a gym visit but I ducked out. For new readers, (and I know there are some … I had 1,481 views one day last month!), I attend Gymophobics, a chain of ladies’ gyms aimed at the over 40s (very over 40 seeing that we have members in their 80s). It is a completely different concept to a conventional gym and with a much higher instructor-member ratio for individual help and advice. Here’s what it looks like in the exercise area. Personally, I prefer the coffee area!
I should really have gone because even though I knew some of my friends wouldn’t be there, there are always several people to talk to. It’s a very supportive environment and never frowned upon to politely join in with others’ conversations. If anyone has a problem or concern there’s always someone else who has been there before, and it’s a great place for replenishing reading material – both magazines and books. I always come away feeling better for having gone so feeling a little guilty for playing truant, I thought I should use the time productively so I did the top-up shop that would otherwise have been done on Saturday.
In the afternoon I attended the funeral of an ex-colleague with whom I worked for many years. Only just before we both left the company did I discover that the wife of whom he spoke often was, in fact, someone I had known when we were growing up and who had lived just around the corner from me. The ceremony was a true celebration of his very full and active life and all the more poignant for it. It was the largest funeral gathering I have witnessed and I know that the family will have been so proud at the great esteem in which he was held. It was good to meet up with many other old colleagues but we all said what a shame that these reunions so often only occur on such occasions. With their agreement, I am now responsible for arranging a lunch get together soon. I shall enlist the help of another ex-colleague and friend who is currently away on holiday!
Saturday dawned and it was sunny again, and quite warm, but I didn’t go out until late afternoon, when I was picking up my eldest grandson, as I had plans to do lots of small jobs. I wanted to clean and tidy the study/office, get some ironing done, make birthday cards for Granddaughter and Daughter-in-law who both have birthdays this week, tidy out my handbag cupboard (the real reason for this was to check through all bags to see if I could find my driving (prescription) sunglasses which went missing at the end of last summer) and to do a bit of essential sewing. Everything got done, and I even threw away a couple of old handbags and put another in the charity bag, but I didn’t find the glasses. I’ve looked in the various opticians for a replacement frame but not seen any that I like as much as the lost ones. I do have another pair but I’m not very keen on them.
Today I have taken the seat covers off the suite and washed them. Fortunately they can be tumble dried. If you buy an off-white fabric suite, be prepared for the washing! I don’t suppose that many people buy a new suite identical (in style, fabric and colour) to their previous one but that’s exactly what we did. Quite simply – we liked it. We gave the old one to someone who needed one a couple of years ago. Although about twelve years old, it was still in good condition and the covers on this replacement are definitely not wearing as well as the first.
And now I’m off to try a new recipe for an orange marmalade cake.
Cake update: a teeny-weeny piece was sampled! It just tastes like a regular orange drizzle cake, but extra soft and moist. Although not the most professional looking cake (my cakes are not made for their looks) my friend’s husband make some very positive sounds about the taste!