Gosh a lot has happened since my last post.
The day after we spent the whole day travelling up to Yorkshire to meet up with T’s family. We left home before 10am and arrived at the hotel in Bingley at about 6:30 pm. T doesn’t drive so I drove all the way with just a few comfort stops. Unfortunately this trip back to the place of T’s birth was bittersweet as we were attending the funeral of T’s brother-in-law. We had both known Pete for 46 years.
Pete was a big bear of a man, he married T’s sister who is about the same age as me when she was 16 years old. Pete was in the army so they moved about and lived in Cypress, Southern England, Northern Ireland and Canada (and probably other places I can’t remember) while they were young and bringing up their three children. We saw more of them after Pete left the army and they moved to northern England, we saw them at weddings, family gatherings and when they visited T’s mum when she was still alive. I liked Pete a lot, he always looked very gruff but he was a sweet man, when he hugged you you knew you had been hugged. We were very sorry to have to say goodbye to him last week.
It was an opportunity to see the rest of the family though and I have to say I really like T’s extended family they are diverse but all really lovely people.
When T and I visited Yorkshire 4 years ago, to celebrate his 60th, we made a couple of unsuccessful attempts to find the 5 rise locks at Bingley. It’s a tourist attraction but somehow we failed to find it. After the funeral we went back to the hotel and T went for an afternoon nap so I followed the instructions given to me by T’s younger brother and set off on my own on foot to try and locate the famous locks. This time I was successful. I found the canal and arrived at the top of the locks. I took this photo looking back after I had walked down the hill
The locks are a feature on the Liverpool to Leeds canal and are the steepest staircase locks on the longest canal in the country. Built in 1774 the locks allow barges and canal boats travelling along the canal to rise (or fall) 60 feet. It’s an amazing feat of engineering.
I carried on walking and a little further on there is a set of 3 rise locks, with a rise/drop of 30 feet. Built at the same time as the 5 rise locks.
At the bottom of the 3 rise locks is the Damart building and its distinctive chimney is easily seen from Bingley town centre.
That evening T and I went and had a fish and chip supper with T’s sister as we had to set off early the next morning for the long trip back home. It was good for just the three of us to sit and have a quiet chat. I can’t imagine how it must feel to lose your partner after a life time together. 😦
The drive back was not too bad, but still took a long time. I went to bed at about 8pm and slept straight through until the next morning when I was back at work. It took me a few days to get over that marathon drive.
I have noticed that I get tired more easily now, apparently it’s common for someone who has had chemotherapy to feel tired a lot of the time. When I’m not tired I feel good so it’s just a case of pacing myself better.
Last weekend on Saturday I did some shopping (which is probably my least favourite thing to do) and I also spent some time with my friends from the local history group at an open day event they we re having in the cemetery. On Sunday T and I went for a walk along a beach (that’s probably my favourite thing to do) as it was a sunny but breezy day. T did quite well considering how painful it is for him to walk any distance these days.
I don’t like to walk too close to the cliffs as sometimes big chunks fall off! Actually sometimes cows fall off the cliffs too and I don’t fancy being hit by a large piece of rock or a cow! I was curious about the piece of an old building hanging off the top of this cliff, one day, no doubt, that too will end up on the beach.
I have had a good week at work I’m slowly reaching some resolutions to some of the problems I’m dealing with. The good thing is that I’m not letting the slowness or difficulty stress me out. It’s taken me 61 years but I think I’ve finally learnt that there is no point in worrying about things that are beyond my control, I just need to do the best I can and be satisfied with that. I do however wish that I had more time to be creative…
This weekend T and I went shopping together on Saturday morning (deep joy [not!!!]) and then I spent the afternoon with friends from the local history group again. Today (Sunday) it’s been a lovely autumn day, this morning I helped T clean the decking so that it can be oiled to give it some protection before the winter sets in. It took us a few hours and it was a horrible job, still it’s done now.
This afternoon I went for a walk along the beach and Duver at St Helens, it was such a beautiful day and the light was amazing. I forgot to take the camera so you’ll just have to take my word about that. Then I visited Mum and Dad who are OK but seem to be getting much frailer these days, I suppose it’s to be expected as Mum is 84 and Dad is 94. Their bodies are frail but their minds are still pretty sharp though. We started discussing plans for Xmas! Personally I think it’s far to early to start thinking about that, but Mum likes to know what’s happening well in advance of the event, so we are working on a plan 🙂
Other news in brief:
- *T won his appeal against the DWP to get ESA payments (hurray),
- *my bongo passed it’s MOT (hurray),
- *I stopped getting emails on 23 September and when I enquired with my ISP what was happening I was told they had sent me an email giving me 30 days notice that they would no longer provide an email service and I would have to make alternative arrangements and now the 30 days was up so no more emails! (I don’t remember getting that email) It’s taking a while to sort this out, but eventually I should be able to continue using the same email address, but I’m thinking of transferring to a different ISP. They were fantastic when I first signed up with them over 20 years ago but over time the service has deteriorated and the email saga is the final straw! (Grrrrrrr!!!)
- Yet again I have had no time for being creative this weekend (Grrrrrrr!!!)
- I’m still practicing mindfulness so that’s OK (hurray).
The image at the top of this post is another page from my small (6″ x 9″) journal and here is the before and after penwork image:
Hope all is good with you.
Take good care of yourselves and I’ll see you soon.
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