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July 18, 2012

Life without a car

Looks like the relationship between me & Betty has come to an end. Betty is a 12yr old Nissan Micra that my dad bought new in 2000. She never missed a service and has only clocked up just over 60,000 miles.Dad never drove very far in her, she made it to Yorkshire last year, the furthest she ever went.

I don’t understand cars, can’t even change a tyre, I know where to put oil, screen wash and petrol, that’s it.

The man at the garage was very kind explaining this & that trying to make me understand that Betty was defunct and was not worth the cost of repairing, there would be no guarantee that she would last very long even after the repair to get her through the MOT.

So now I’m coming to terms of losing Dad’s car and my independence. I’m lucky to live in a village with a frequent bus service which will take me to Hove so I can look after my grandson ( double the time it takes to drive), get me to Lewes to do my shift at Oxfam and to Uckfield to see my mum. It will enable me to do 2 of my Lets Get Moving jobs but one will have to be dropped, too far & no bus. It won’t get me to Forest Row to sell my wares at Mansion market or to the shows I do every year. I will miss them but I’ll have to adjust.

Life changes all the time, throws up new challenges. Now I have to be positive and move on. I shall make the most of Betty til the end of the month then wave her goodbye (after removing the AA badge from her front).

She may go the Fire service or the police, but I’d quite like a few pennies for her to put toward a shopping trolley and an annual bus pass!


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May 23, 2012

A Day in the life of me

Being self employed, each day brings new challenges and opportunities. Some days I have to prioritise as there are just too many things to do. Of course the days have to revolve around ‘work’ my hour long visits to nursing homes where I try & get the residents moving a bit. With this lovely weather it’s a joy to be able to wash & dye fleece & get it dry all in a day, beats smelly fleece hanging over the shower! (yes I really do).

Today I had to mail a few parcels off to lovely customers of mine, catch up on laundry, wash & dye fleece, Lichen yellows, silver grey & moss green. That was the last of the Teeswater fleece. Our guild was invited to apply as spinning extras in a new Disney film so I had my landlady take some pics of me & have sent them off.

I planted 3 tomato plants in the garden along aith some tiny saplings I was given at the Spring show.

Now I have to make sure I have all my work equipment in the car for an exciting session near Nutley after which we spend half an hour cutting out pics for some collages we’re working on.

After that I shall putting my other caring hat on to look after a young lady with special needs.

It’s all go and never a dull moment.Image

November 10, 2011

Best job in the world?

I really love what I do,I’m not big on exercising so how I got into this job is a mystery! I visit nursing homes and spend an hour getting the residents to move what limbs they are able to. Their capabilities vary from only having one mobile finger to being able to raise their arms high over their heads. Some are unable to speak, some can’t hear but the expressions on their faces show me that they are happy or sad.
It may take a soft toy placed in front of them to induce a response but respond they do. A smile appears and a hand or finger reaches out to touch the toy.The more able enjoy singing along to Doris Day or Matt Monroe and participate in all the exercises/games. Sometimes we reminisce and do quizes, this often leads to discussions and gradually I gain an understanding of their young lives.
I found out early on that I have to be careful with items in my memory ‘box’ some items have been mistaken for sweets and I’ve had to quickly retrieve the odd conker or old penny, I am learning so much about dementia and alzheimers and how sometimes the behaviour is the same as a toddler.
How many jobs offer such satisfaction? I am thanked at the end of every session, sometimes it’s hard get away as they often want more, but always, no matter what they thank me for coming. How many people get thanked when they go home after carrying out their job? Not many I bet and certainly no other job I’ve ever done!