More excitement than we really wanted

Which is what happened during the week.

Kevin was feeling a bit "off" on Monday, but felt slightly better on Tuesday morning.  By Tuesday evening his left foot and calf were swollen and red - from what, we don't know; a bite, perhaps?  A spider or a snake?  He has no recollection of his skin being pierced and there don't seem to be any puncture marks.  Should I take you to hospital, said I.  No, it's fine, he said, I'll ring the doctor in the morning.  Rang the surgery on Wednesday morning to see if he could be fitted in, but no......because of so many people having their injection for the plague they are quite busy at present.  Go to hospital, they said.  Could have already done that......hospital was puzzled, but after pricking, spiking, prodding and doing other medical stuff they were as puzzled as we are.  He was given an intravenous antibiotic and sent home with a prescription; there is obviously an infection of some sort, from what we do not know.  So far, so good; nothing has fallen off, leg and foot are still firmly attached, and although it is still swollen and red it isn't as bad as it was.  

That is more excitement than we have seen at Chez Wombats for quite a while, and probably more than we need.  

Quilting has happened on the Canadian quilt, two blocks have been quilted and are joined, a cause for much rejoicing!  Eleven more to go.  Quilt-as-you-go works well for this project, even though I have never done it before.  There will be no stopping me now.....the plan is to have it finished by the end of November.  We can but hope.

This week's houses.  I like the striped house with its flower garden, and both black and white prints are interesting.

This is the blackwork table centre mentioned in the last post.  The fabric is a brighter yellow than it looks here, the wooden table underneath has shadowed the colour.

A close-up of the leaf and berry design, each repeat uses four different filling stitches.

It's wonderfully repetitive work, very soothing to do.

We are being told that some of our world can open up from next week, how wonderful that will be!  Thursday night choir started up again this week and, considering that we haven't sung together for three months, we were all in fine voice.  The concert for which we were preparing will, unless the bottom falls completely out of our world, still go ahead at the end of November, something to look forward to.  The ukulele group will also - hopefully - be playing, although our numbers are down (there has been a slight fall off in interest due to nothing happening for so long) and I will be doing a solo, yay for me!

Our forecast "rain event" wasn't very eventful but we did get some rain, for which the garden is thankful.

Pondering on Stuff in general, why does it take me so long to start something new?  Witness the quilt-as-you-go; I have watched countless videos, and read as much as I could, and thought long and deep, before actually making a start - only to find it was easier than I had thought it might be, and I actually did it well.  It probably stems from a childhood of feeling (and, indeed, being told) that, unless I was absolutely the best at something the first time I did it, it wasn't worth doing.  It would have been nice to have been boosted up instead of being knocked down so often, but that's not who my parents were.  You came first in your class - good.  You came second - do better next time.  You came third - you have to do better than that.  Below third.....well, that usually led to a painful beating so is it any wonder I didn't finish high school, let alone go on to further education, because what was the point of trying when the result was never good enough?  

Ah well.  It was a long time ago, but some things just stay with you, don't they.

"Sunday hospitalities.

In this country it is not expected that persons will call after informal hospitalities extended on Sunday.  All gatherings on that day ought to be informal.  No dinner parties are given on Sunday, or, at least, they are not considered as good form in good society."

Sundays are informal here, too.  We do strive to keep up our good form.

Enjoy your days!