Richard was on his own today. He spent time
continuing to fit the bedroom wardrobe, concentrating on trimming, on the rails, and on the handles.
The first of the above images includes him
working on the safer step he has built to create an easier drop from the former dressing room to the bedroom.
This afternoon Jackie and I visited the Milford G.P. surgery where we received our Covid booster vaccinations.
Dark indigo clouds loomed over the Isle of White, The Needles, and the lighthouse beside which the Jesus sunbeams penetrated the canopy.
This evening we dined at Lal Quilla where the service and atmosphere was as friendly as ever, despite the fact that with the staff all masked I can never be sure whether I know them or not. My main course was the hot, sweet, and sour Chicken Jaljala while Jackie’s was the milder Chicken Boona. We shared pilau rice, and egg paratha and saag bhaji, both drinking Kingfisher.
This is the progress Richard and Ross had made on the bedroom wardrobe before they finished last night. I had been unable to add it to yesterday’s post, but did so this morning.
Later I scanned six more of Charles Keeping’s illustrations to ‘Dombey and Son’.
‘Mr Carker the manager’ will be instantly recognisable when he next appears.
‘Florence came and sat by his side’ and
‘Sister and brother wound their arms around each other’ give Mr Keeping opportunities to use flowing folds to indicate their closeness.
‘A vista to the railway world beyond’ demonstrates Keeping’s skill with perspective.
‘Mr Carker, showing all his teeth’
‘Florence smoothed his coarse back with her little delicate hand’
This was interrupted by a session with Max of Peacock Computers in which he remotely controlled my iMac in order to rectify a problem with my BT ID and password being rejected. This is apparently not an unusual situation resulting in lack of access to e-mails.
I then plucked up courage to wander round the garden which has received scarcely any tidying up since the recent storms which brought down the wisteria arbour. I was pleasantly surprised at how well she was looking.
These are a random selection of photographs of how I found it. Each is labelled in the gallery.
The Kitchen Makers gents had reached this stage of the wardrobe assembly before we left them this afternoon to drive to Elizabeth’s home at Pilley to complete further administration relating to Mum’s estate.
By the end of the day the wardrobe was almost finished. The more accurate colours feature in the penultimate gallery.
This evening we dined on smoked haddock; creamy mashed potatoes; tangy cauliflower cheese; firm carrots and broccoli; tender spinach and green beens, with which we both drank Jurancon white wine 2019.