Sunday

Here we are off to Church this morning....

I'm not sure i've ever blogged about going to Church. It's not a very fashionable thing I suspect, and I know that when I mention it in passing to friends they incline their heads slightly. I don't mind, it's a personal choice for everyone. I didn't go for many many many years, though I held my faith I did it from afar. Now it is like being part of a family again which for me is such a positive thing and I feel uplifted by it every Sunday and have only missed one mass through tonsillitis since we began to go in May. George also gets to meet a whole host of other lovely babies and toddlers and older kids who are absolutely fab - today after mass he played on the grass in the presbytery garden with Daddy while I helped in the kitchen and It melted my heart to watch them out of the window. I'm so glad to have found this place of great care just a street away, and I like the headspace it gives me for an hour each week. Mum always said that, It gave her time to think, to be still, to reflect and to think of others. I think of her while I am there a lot. Janette too. Especially when the sunshine streams through the stained glass windows. They are there with me I think. 

We had a short jaunt to the market after church. I hadn't been for days due to feeling ill and I just wanted to spend some time out of the house in the fresh air. It was nice to be nosy, looking through the bric a brac, and we got some more fruit - peaches, plums, pears and apricots. We also got a cheeky bag of hot mini donuts from the little van, I remember the first time I ever had these, earlier this year when the air was so cold that the hot bag was a comfort to hold. Not today, It was as it has been all summer, sticky and humid and oh so warm without being sunny or hot. The worst of all my pet weather hates. I can't wait for autumn, It's getting closer by the day and I'm starting to dream of golden leaves, woodsmoke, a nip in the air and pumpkins to hollow. I'm so looking forward to my favourite season with our little man, so much to show him.  

We ate tea early after George and I had a long nap, more of yesterday's delicious Morrocan amalgam with fruit for afters. It tasted even nicer today. I love the way the lemons have infused through the whole dish and the lamb is soft and burnished. I'll definitely make this again, it could work in so many different ways and I have already thought it might be a good way to use the leftover chicken when we roast the free ranger in the freezer.

It's the start of another week tomorrow, and on Tuesday I see the Doctor. I hope that something may be done to help the way I feel. I'm a little better these last few days, but in doses I feel as bad as ever and my energy levels are so low I am running on empty all the time. I wish I could take a tonic, like the potion in Asterix. By toutatis!