Flu vaccination ...
1st
October 2018 (Monday)
.... 08.00 October has started peacefully,
and it looks like we’re going to
have a bonnie day. Having said that, it
is cool .... in fact ‘glove wearing cool’:
the temperature was 2c on the garden thermometer. The beach was busy .... two dog walkers and
‘the boy’.
Quiet morning .... |
I
watched a programme on the tele last night about the 1918/19 flu pandemic; a timely reminder that today we get our ‘flu
vaccination.
20.00 My word... the Doctors and Nurses must be
glad when ‘Flu Vaccination Day is over:
there’s mair more noise in a Waiting Room containing a handful of excited
auld ... er Senior Citizens, than in a whole school room of Primary One
bairns on their first day. The ‘auld
.... I’ve done it again .... the Senior Citizens get excited at the thought of
the sweetie that comes after the vaccination. Everything was going smoothly when Jim and
I went in. I got a purple wrapped
sweetie..... the kind I like. Monica and
Alistair were there so I was able
to verify the date of my WRI photo show/talk.
Elie Harbour beach. |
After
morning coffee at Harbour House with Geoff I went home by way of Kinneuchar. I was lucky enough to notice Dougie
ploughing the field immediately to the West of the kirk, so I moored up the car
and got a few ‘autumn’ photographs. I
intended going round that way again after the flu jab, but it was raining by then. What I did do was make a start to dustin’
the bookshelves. This is a long job
the way that I work.... books hinder me slightly. I end up reading stuff.
Being
that we have a miserable evening,.... grey and wet, breezy and cold.... I guess this is a good kind of evening for
doing bookshelves; with the CD player givin’ it laldie in the background. The mood I’m in decides on what music I have
going. Just
now it’s Scottish.
Autumn scene with Dougie ploughing. |
The
rain is forecast to peter out overnight, and we are to have ‘breezy with sunny
spells’ tomorrow. No ‘plan’ for
tomorrow, other than go for the paper and morning coffee.... then have a short run
in the car on the way home. I’ll
probably do some more dustin’ of the bookshelves; and readin’ of books. More readin’ than dustin’!.... that’s the
problem.