To go or not to go

I've been nervously looking out of the window all morning.

This afternoon is our church's annual garden party. If it's fine, & the party is held outside, we're hoping to go. It's always a good place to buy a few books for the following year's reading. If it's wet, & therefore being held in the church hall, we're staying at home.

The hall is not very big. I went to a coffee morning there once &, by the time half a dozen tables had been arranged, it was impossible to use my wheelchair. I ended up leaving the Mean Machine at the doorway & hobbling to the nearest chair. There's no way I could manage with half a dozen stalls set up as well.

So far it's looked very variable. Bright & sunny one minute, overcast & threatening the next. It's finally decided to rain. I wonder if now there's a rethink going on, stalls hastily being brought in. We'll make our decision whether to go along a bit later.

Meanwhile this morning I've been busy preparing a chicken to put in the oven for roasting for dinner tonight. The potatoes are now par-boiled ready to go in the oven & roast too.

In between I've been busy on the phone, checking who's available for the end-of-the-month dinner. Unfortunately, Mrs B is having to go into hospital that Monday for a minor op on her tear ducts. The op's to be done in Manchester so she suspects that by the time she's back she won't want to come along, especially as she anticipates having a black eye initially. That means it looks as though we're going to end up being piggy-in-the-middle between Little B on the one side, & Den and Fran on the other.

I've got one more call to make. Linda, Dave C's widow, is thinking of joining our group. She's finding it difficult to adjust to the social swing without Dave. The grief & loneliness is getting to her. Not surprising when it is only a couple of months since he died. She's finding most of her contemporaries (she's still in her fifties) are partnered off, so ends up feeling like a gooseberry all the time. Our group contains various single people so hopefully she will feel a bit more comfortable. And, as she says, she's still got to eat. I hope she can come.

The sky is once more clearing up. Blue patches are appearing again. To go or not to go that is the question.