I am totally fedup with the M word popping up all the time both on the radio as well as the newspapers In case you are wondering what I am on about… it is the M word !😆. I can’t bring myself to type it but this word is used to describe a part of ageing that happens to women in their mid 40s and mid 50s.
Please don’t get me wrong, I am all for raising awareness. It is very important, for some people it is a matter of life and death but please don’t bang on about it. It becomes very embarrassing when every other female celebrity feels obliged to give the most intimate details.
In this social media era, people feel the need to announce EVERYTHING all the time. Maybe it’s about time that one started behaving with some decorum.
I have had a horrendous headache since the start of the week which is the reason for my absence from the blogging world!
The non stop rain on Tuesday seems to have triggered it and sadly it is still not clearing up yet. The headache I mean! I have not touched my laptop for the last two days but was keen to know what has been happening in the blogging world.
As I type this, the headache is slowly beginning to intensify yet again so I better make this short.
I have been off colour for a few days now. I even spent the whole of yesterday in bed. The Mhinisteir thinks it is due to the disrupted sleep during our short break which has spectacularly upset my system!
The glorious weather has meant that the electric blanket has finally been packed away (again!) and the wee fan has made a grand appearance. It also has meant that I am having to leave the cool bag out for the milkman.
Yesterday, the postman brought a package like the one on Friday and this time he didn’t ring the bell and was able to put it through the letterbox so what was different on Friday??? The parcel was of the same size, from the same supplier and didn’t require a signature because it was a book that the Mhinisteir had ordered but unfortunately the supplier had sent him the wrong copy! The book that arrived yesterday was the correct one.
I renewed our Private Eye subscription this morning and boy they certainly don’t make it easy. I HAD to login to my account and I couldn’t remember my password so I had to reset my password. Once I was logged on, I had to remember when our subscription will end which meant I had to go back to the original email. Finally when it came to pay, I realised that I had to pay £2 more because I preferred to pay by PAYPAL instead of direct debit! We enjoy reading the Private Eye immensely so it was worth it!
This morning, the Mhinisteir received an email asking if he would be willing to take on another Curate! I am not saying anything!!!!!!!!!!!!!
On Saturday evening, We had homemade veal burgers. I got the mince veal from my Scottish butcher. I prefer veal to beef as it is tender and easy to cook. The Mhinisteir likes veal too.
I did all my preparation for the burger on Saturday morning so all I had to do in the evening was to cook the veal burgers and assemble them.
By lunchtime, my usual health woes were beginning to plaque me so I had to have a lie down. It was soon time for dinner but I was only feeling slightly better. However, I decided to soldier on and cook the veal burgers. I am not a fan of barbecues so I usually cook my burgers in the oven. Unfortunately on this day, the oven got very smoky. I only had it professionally cleaned about afortnight ago so am not sure what happened there. The next minute the smoke alarm went off. The Mhinisteir went into an almighty panic and started closing the windows. Yes, you read it right. He started closing the windows!!!! Why? He didn’t want the neighbours to hear the alarm. I thought it was hilarious. I instructed him to wave a tea towel at the alarm while I started opening the windows. Thankfully the alarm stopped beeping just after a few minutes and calm was restored in the Vicarage Kitchen.
Oh by the way, The veal burgers were lovely too!!!
Well that was what the weather was like for us on Saturday. In fact, the whole of last week was cold and wet. It felt like as if I was back in bonnie Scotland!
Sadly, I was feeling as rotten as the weather. Due to health reasons, I spent a lot of time in bed. I was playing agony aunt for the first half of the week which made me emotionally tired. When people share their problems and asks you for advise, you are bound to feel their anxiety and tension. Whatever advise I give has to be done prayerfully. I don’t like to be known as the Vicar’s wife for this reason….People somehow think that you are holier than them! They are wrong (obviously) but I don’t blame them. However, prayer not only takes up a lot of physical energy but emotional energy too.
Thankfully, I am feeling a lot perkier this week even though I am still physically quite tired.
During lockdown, every time I tried to clean the house, I got laid aside in bed. In order to not cause further anxiety to the Mhinisteir, I decided to just do the very basics. For that reason, I was elated to receive a text from our cleaner to say that she will be popping round and as promised, she came earlier in the week.
Of course we needed to be sure that we maintained social distancing etc. The Mhinsteir and I decided that we will not be in the house when the cleaner arrived. The Mhinsteir had some errands to run and so I went along with him even if it just meant waiting in the car for him. It was nice to be out and to enjoy the sunshine
By the time we got back, the cleaner had left and my goodness what a difference a cleaner makes!!!! She is worth every penny!
Next week, it is the turn of the window cleaner and the oven cleaner.
This week has been a strange one. The lockdown itself is not bothering me because even before the Coronavirus pandemic, I have been self isolating due to health reason.
For the Mhinisteir, the weeks leading up to Easter is always busy. Holy Week is especially busy. My Protestant upbringing means that every week is Holy Week and every Sunday is Easter! For that reason I don’t do anything special. Health permitting, I usually try and go to the Chrism service in the Cathedral. This week has been fairly quiet in that sense. The Mhinisteir is still busy. Being in rural parishes mean that we have more elderly people in our Churches and in the last few weeks, a good number have been taken ill some critically.
We heard this week that a friend of ours had passed away quite suddenly. He had collapsed at home. Taken to hospital. When his wife phone the next morning, She was told that he was doing well. He passed away around lunchtime that day when he collapsed for the second time!
Despite the lockdown, we had a good number of Easter Cards & Chocolates from our Parishioners. A few of them have been sneaking out when dark falls. Something that we don’t encourage of course!
I baked a banana cake on Friday! It was only after I had baked that I remembered it was Good Friday even though I had watched an online service!!!!
Again on Good Friday, The Mhinisteir got a phone call from a parishioner wishing him a Happy Easter. Happy Easter on Good Friday??? We are living through strange times after all!!!!
but the supermarkets are leaving me with no choice!
The Mhinisteir and I went to Waitrose this afternoon. The plan was for me to sit in the car while the Mhinisteir goes into the shop and pick up the essentials. However, when we got to the Waitrose carpark, we could see that the queue was snaking all the way to the carpark. We decided that it was going to be a pointless exercise joining the queue as we were not sure if we will get any of our essentials.
I totally understand that this is a global pandemic but I am not sure that we are going about the right way trying to do things….. We all need to eat not just certain people in elevated positions!!!! I fear that supermarkets among others are fueling panic buying and hoarding. The next time, I get a supermarket slot, I too will be tempted to hoard simply because I won’t know when I will get my next slot!!!!!
This evening I came across photos of bags of potatoes, bread etc dumped in bins. It just makes me so angry.
Yesterday afternoon, we heard that the Church of England has suspended all public worship making an exception for weddings and funerals (but with very strict guidelines). With ours being a multi parish benefice, the Mhinisteir has been inundated with all sorts of questions for Church wardens and parishioners alike. He has been very busy since yesterday trying to answer all these questions and trying to have a system in place.
Thankfully, so far we have been spared from the flu like symptoms. We even managed to go to our local Waitrose yesterday. I say our local but it is about an hour’s drive away! Our main reason for going to the Waitrose was to get a Fenjal Bath Oil and a tin of luxury hot chocolate for the Mhinisteir. The drive did us both a world of good. A lot of the shelves were empty and loo rolls were poking out of every other trolley!
This morning, we got our usual weekly Tesco delivery. Unfortunately, a lot of items were not available but I know we will not starve. The substitutes came no where close so I had to decline. Thankfully, the supplies that I had bought for the food bank were unaffected. There is apparently a huge shortage at the food bank.
With the lockdown, life in the vicarage feels a lot calmer. Long may it continue! Not the lockdown but the calmness.
I no longer tear. In other words I can no longer shed tears. I seem to have run out of tears. Is that even possible?
I first noticed that I had stopped shedding tears about a few years ago. I didn’t think anything of it but then I began to panic. I wondered if I no longer cared or have feelings. However I now realise that it is probably due to the very very difficult time that I have had to go through especially in the last couple of years.
I didn’t know that one could run out of tears. I do feel sad but just that the tears have stopped flowing. I pray that one day it will start flowing again. We are of course fearfully and wonderfully made as we are reminded in verse 14 of Psalm 139.