Very Short People Or Wheelchair Users?

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The morning glory outside our kitchen door has not flowered at all this year. Until now.

Elizabeth’s hairdresser operates from the David Lloyd Fitness Club at Southampton. David Alan Lloyd (born 3 January 1948) is a former professional English tennis player and entrepreneur. He was born in Leigh-on-Sea, Essex. He and his younger brother John Lloyd became two of the most successful British tennis players throughout the 1970s and 1980s. David now runs a string of Leisure Clubs, of which this venue is one.

I accompanied my sister for her appointment with her stylist at the start of our day. While she was being pampered I sat on the bonnet of her car and watched the members coming and going, while a car wash was in operation.

This Leisure Centre and Danni’s home are both very near Southampton General Hospital. Elizabeth and I were due meet a practitioner later to discuss our mother’s care. We moved on to Danni’s where we counted a considerable amount of money taken at last night’s “Scrum Dine With Me’ fundraising event for  ‘Wooden Spoon’, the Children’s Charity of Rugby, for which my niece was responsible.

The three of us then lunched at Santo Lounge in Shirley. My choice was fish, chips and mushy peas, with water to drink.We then fought our way into the hospital car park and up to Ward G5 to visit Mum and meet Emma, the practitioner, who spent a good amount of time going through options with us and with our mother. Mum is still not medically fit to leave, so we will have time to mull over the situation.

Mum then had an appointment at the Eye Hospital which was close enough for her to be taken there by chair. Elizabeth accompanied her while Danni and I visited Rob and Helen who also live very nearby. A combination of the stages of the treatment and waiting around for a porter to transport the patient back to her ward meant that it was after six when we all said goodbye to Mum.

My bending down to insert my card into the parking ticket machine to pay the £6.20 that this afternoon had cost us, caused some hilarity. Had it been designed for very short people or for wheelchair users? Danni was unable to resist photographing my effort and e-mailing me a copy.

This evening Jackie, Elizabeth, and I dined on the Culinary Queen’s excellent sausage casserole, crunchy carrots, tasty Brussels sprouts, and runner beans. My sister and I drank W.O.Breede River Valley Pinotage 2017