You're never too old to learn to use scissors

P has just pointed out that there are obviously serious problems with my scissor technique and wasn't I ever taught not to cut right to the ends of the blades?

No.

Nobody ever taught me that.

Er Sister Veronica...

Still, as they say, you're never too old to learn.

A better way to shorten a t-shirt

Ok if you want to cut a piece of a T-shirt in order to shorten it the best way is not to attack it with a pair of scissors as I did the first one. A preferable method is to get a rotary cutter and a cutting board and a ruler then you have a much better chance of getting a nice straight line. Eat your heart out Sister Veronica aka my needlework teacher.

Tennis finals and t-shirts

Well we had two amazing tennis finals didn't we! When it came to the men's tennis I really didn't know which one of the 'big three' I most wanted to win. I wanted them all to win really.

So there's now a bit of an empty space in my life in the afternoons. I have been filling it up this afternoon by cutting up t-shirts. This is because some of my t-shirts are annoyingly long. I didn't cut the first one very straight though.

Don't know what my needlework teacher would have said. Well yes I do actually.

Today didn't really get off to a very good start. I woke up feeling bleh... P bought me some Weetabix and two mugs of tea in bed. These were on a tray. I ate the Weetabix and drank one mug of tea. I got up. I sat down rather bouncily on the bed to do my hair. Tea everywhere! This was a bit frustrating as we had changed all the bedding last night but thankfully we had a waterproof mattress cover.

In fact I'm still feeling bleh so I'm now resting instead of hacking t-shirts to pieces.

Come on Konta

So here I am waiting for the Konta match to start.

 P is at the maze ("Do you want to come with me?" "Nope").

 J is still at uni. I miss J. 

I am feeling tired and my fingers are aching.

Part of the reason for the relapse with my fingers was massively overdoing things when clearing out Mavis's house.

Almost a year ago Mavis was walking down the garden path to take her rubbish out (which she didn't need to do because the bin men would come up her garden path for her). She fell against her fence and broke the upper bone in her arm. She was in hospital for several weeks. She needed surgery but it would have been a long operation and they felt her heart wasn't up to it so sadly she is in the position that her arm will never fully heal and she will have to wear a brace on it for the rest of her life. She was discharged to an old people's home where most of the other residents had dementia. They had a policy of allowing the residents to eat as much as they liked because most of them hadn't got very good appetites. As a result of this Mavis, who was already very large, put on a huge amount of weight. This put a strain on her knees, decreasing her mobility further. She is now in a wheelchair and because of her size it is very difficult to take her out. She has now moved to a nicer home but she had to permanently give up her house and we and some others from her church had to clear it out although we did actually get a house clearing firm to do the bulk of it.

So one minute Mavis was walking down her path and then she was never able to go back into her house again. So sad for her.

We put Cyril her cat in a cattery for a while but eventually it came to the point she had to let him go. Thankfully the cattery owner's brother had fallen in love with him and took him in.

Visiting Mavis and sometimes having to battle to get her the care she deserves (and sometimes not actually succeeding in getting it for her) has taken up quite a lot of our time and energy really.

Anyway on with watching Konta...

 

Hello again

Well this is me back again after a long break.This was partly caused by not being able to get into my Google account because I had forgotten I had changed the password. And also because life has not always been easy and at times has been busy. And also because my paws have been painful - as in the arthritis flaring up. I'm mostly using 'voice type' to do this - I speak it types. Mostly it understands me.

So here I am sitting doing what I normally do at this time of year - watching Wimbledon and thinking how amazing Federer is and can Dan Evans possibly turn it around?
Tomorrow I'll try and have a bit more of a catch up.