On Monday night Les and Marian rang from Wales, having just returned from a few days' holiday in North Devon. Monday 5 May was a public holiday in UK and they had been to meet Graeme, Steph and Frederik at an Arboretum between Cardiff and London where Les and Marian had taken Grace and me on one of our trips. The weather was disappointing. It was Frederik's 1st birthday. He is trying to walk holding on and is very active. He is to be baptised at the Lutheran Church in London (near Harrods) on Sunday 8th June. Les and Marian will go and stay at Gillian's for the occasion.
On Tuesday morning I went on the shopping bus trip to Carlingford Court. I had only a few things to buy and walked in just two aisles in Woolworths but that was enough for my arms to get tired of holding me up. Then we sat down at the Donut King tables for a cappuccino. I chose a large cinnamon bun priced $2.50, with the intention of having a couple of bites and bringing the rest home. Having not been there before I didn't know that we could have a coffee and two donuts for $2.50, and that was the total charged for my coffee and large bun. When I got back to my room my room keys and tape which they were on were missing. I remembered having put them in my denim jacket pocket before I left home, and I had taken the jacket off when I got into the bus after shopping because it was quite warm. When I took the jacket off the walker downstairs a little battery fell out of one pocket but at that stage I hadn't missed the keys. When I discovered they were missing I went back downstairs to look for them and enquire at the office. After lunch it was time to go to the 2 pm church service but as I picked up the jacket I felt something heavy in the cuff and to my relief it was the keys! They had fallen from the pocket into the cuff. On Wednesday afternoon we had our Bible Discussion with the new study book. It was announced that the vacant position of chaplain to take David Luke's place had been advertised.
Yesterday morning I went downstairs to meet Bernice as she drove up to leave the latest WCTU receipts etc for me to continue this year's accounts on my computer. I had interesting conversations with three different people, including our hairdresser's mother, who now lives in Hunter Terraces, and a lady whose 90th birthday dinner I had attended over 2 years ago. Since then she has had a hip replacement. I was able to check with the Village bus driver that I could go to Castle Hill next Thursday afternoon for my eye specialist appointment. That was made 11 weeks ago and the time has flown!
This afternoon our Village Singers, 5 men and 17 ladies who reside in the various villages or nearby, gave a concert in the hall upstairs. The conductor, Enid Penney, neighbour of Isabelle, and another lady who knew members of our family, came to speak to me afterwards. I had met this lady and her husband at Cafe Church two weeks ago.
Next Friday Grace and Chris leave for their BCA trip, travelling via Bathurst, Orange and Wellington to Dubbo, staying 3 nights. On Saturday they see the Radio Telescope at Parkes, meet BCA workers at Forbes for picnic lunch and return via Yeovil to Dubbo. On Sunday they travel to Gilgandra to meet BCA workers and worship with the local congregation and have lunch with them before returning to Dubbo. On Monday they visit Western Plains Zoo and after morning tea travel through Dunedoo, Gulgong and Mudgee, to be dropped off at Lithgow Railway Station. The coach will return to Sydney via Bells Line of Road.This morning I rang Win and had a phone call from Ruth Thrift. I had my usual chat with Jean in Ballina tonight. They had enjoyed an interesting time at a fete in the Alstoneville Anglican Church this morning. There were pickles for sale but no jam. Tomorrow they will meet for Mothers' Day picnic lunch with the family in a forest park between Ballina and Lismore. The hairdresser gave me and all mothers a little bunch of cinnamon sticks to put in my drawer,
I hope to go to St John's for 11 am service tomorrow and be brought home for lunch. Chris and Maryanne were to take her mother out for lunch today to avoid the Mother's Day crush. Chris's father has not been feeling100% and will stay at home. I put my name down for the bus trip to St Alban's on Tuesday but it is well below the booked-out line so I don't expect to go.
Everyone sends love to all
Hilda
On Tuesday morning I went on the shopping bus trip to Carlingford Court. I had only a few things to buy and walked in just two aisles in Woolworths but that was enough for my arms to get tired of holding me up. Then we sat down at the Donut King tables for a cappuccino. I chose a large cinnamon bun priced $2.50, with the intention of having a couple of bites and bringing the rest home. Having not been there before I didn't know that we could have a coffee and two donuts for $2.50, and that was the total charged for my coffee and large bun. When I got back to my room my room keys and tape which they were on were missing. I remembered having put them in my denim jacket pocket before I left home, and I had taken the jacket off when I got into the bus after shopping because it was quite warm. When I took the jacket off the walker downstairs a little battery fell out of one pocket but at that stage I hadn't missed the keys. When I discovered they were missing I went back downstairs to look for them and enquire at the office. After lunch it was time to go to the 2 pm church service but as I picked up the jacket I felt something heavy in the cuff and to my relief it was the keys! They had fallen from the pocket into the cuff. On Wednesday afternoon we had our Bible Discussion with the new study book. It was announced that the vacant position of chaplain to take David Luke's place had been advertised.
Yesterday morning I went downstairs to meet Bernice as she drove up to leave the latest WCTU receipts etc for me to continue this year's accounts on my computer. I had interesting conversations with three different people, including our hairdresser's mother, who now lives in Hunter Terraces, and a lady whose 90th birthday dinner I had attended over 2 years ago. Since then she has had a hip replacement. I was able to check with the Village bus driver that I could go to Castle Hill next Thursday afternoon for my eye specialist appointment. That was made 11 weeks ago and the time has flown!
This afternoon our Village Singers, 5 men and 17 ladies who reside in the various villages or nearby, gave a concert in the hall upstairs. The conductor, Enid Penney, neighbour of Isabelle, and another lady who knew members of our family, came to speak to me afterwards. I had met this lady and her husband at Cafe Church two weeks ago.
Next Friday Grace and Chris leave for their BCA trip, travelling via Bathurst, Orange and Wellington to Dubbo, staying 3 nights. On Saturday they see the Radio Telescope at Parkes, meet BCA workers at Forbes for picnic lunch and return via Yeovil to Dubbo. On Sunday they travel to Gilgandra to meet BCA workers and worship with the local congregation and have lunch with them before returning to Dubbo. On Monday they visit Western Plains Zoo and after morning tea travel through Dunedoo, Gulgong and Mudgee, to be dropped off at Lithgow Railway Station. The coach will return to Sydney via Bells Line of Road.This morning I rang Win and had a phone call from Ruth Thrift. I had my usual chat with Jean in Ballina tonight. They had enjoyed an interesting time at a fete in the Alstoneville Anglican Church this morning. There were pickles for sale but no jam. Tomorrow they will meet for Mothers' Day picnic lunch with the family in a forest park between Ballina and Lismore. The hairdresser gave me and all mothers a little bunch of cinnamon sticks to put in my drawer,
I hope to go to St John's for 11 am service tomorrow and be brought home for lunch. Chris and Maryanne were to take her mother out for lunch today to avoid the Mother's Day crush. Chris's father has not been feeling100% and will stay at home. I put my name down for the bus trip to St Alban's on Tuesday but it is well below the booked-out line so I don't expect to go.
Everyone sends love to all
Hilda
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