I feel I should be
getting onto Social Services. The sealing of the seat of one of my perching
stools is splitting. Unfortunately it is the one I use in the bathroom for when
I have a shower or clean my teeth/have a wash at the sink. At the moment I have
a shower one day. The next few days after I sit to clean my teeth & water
squirts out of the stool, down the back of my leg down on the floor. I’m fed up
of having wet trousers or skirts for most of the morning.
However, I’ve just
completed getting a fish pie together & really feel I’m past coping with
their usual red tape. Maybe I’ll get around to it tomorrow.
It looks as though
our French holiday is now organised. We finally, on our third attempt, managed
to find an accessible room in Paris on our homeward journey. It’s in the St
Germain area, which we didn’t really explore last year, so it should be interesting.
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