Trips

We're off to the hospital this afternoon. This time it's related to the Fox's tinnitus problems.We're hoping this time they've got all the results of the tests he had done last year. Last time they were lost, making the visit largely a waste of time. Without the results how could the audiologist possibly give specific relevant advice about his condition? She couldn't even certain whether the best solution was a hearing aid! 

As we are on the far side of Lancaster for the hospital we're thinking of a visit to a rather nice garden centre on that side of town. If nothing else we need some compost for earthing up the spuds.

We're even thinking of maybe eating out. By then Lancaster is likely to be getting busy, & Lancaster in rush hour is a nightmare. Even if we do get home to eat we will have a simple ready meal from the freezer. Either way it means I'm having a really lazy morning.

So far I've got as far as a shower - the hot water seems to be loosening some of my ear wax. One of these days I hope to be hearing clearly again! 

Then I rang a travel company to get the idea of the price for a winter holiday in South Africa. We've not really decided if it's on or not, but it will be easier to decide once we've got some idea of costs, dates & possible itineraries.

The company is the one we went on the Rhine Cruise with last year. Whatever else they do they are very good at ensuring wheelchair access. If we do go we would like to see some of the country & its wildlife not just a city such as Cape Town, or a beach resort along the coast. Our own self-drive tours no longer seem very feasible since the Fox's stroke but most tour operators are not very reliable when it comes to access. I am particularly nervous when some of the time is spent in safari parks where I suspect some accommodation may well be quite rustic. Tents aren't on these days. We're not up to roughing it.

Meanwhile life goes on quietly at home. The Fox was amazed to notice the behaviour of one of our blackbirds. We were just finishing our wine - yes, we're back inside, too cold out - when he saw her on the bird table. She started feeding. Her head dipped up & down for a good 20 minutes as she scoffed herself. She must have been starving! I suspect she was also filling up to regurgitate to some young back in the nest. Her partner sat on the trellis keeping an wary eye out to let her gorge in peace.