This cheered me up a bit

I don't believe it! (as said by Victor Meldrew)

When I got home today I decided to ring my sister to update her on Peg's status. As I was talking to her I happened to look across the room, only to see that ... my ... brand ... new ... HDTV ... wasn't ... there.

Yup, burgled again, 24 days after the last time. Same things taken: TV and remote. I hadn't even had it a week ...  

Another window, toughened/laminated glass, was broken, using a brick this time. It's now 9pm and I've had a call from the police to say they won't be around tonight, but I would be first priority in the morning - any time from 7am.

Peg's back

The good news is that Peg is out of hospital - I had a call this afternoon to say that she would be discharged around 3pm, but that it would depend on availability of an ambulance to transport her. Then just at tea-time I got a call from Good Shepherd to say that she's back.

She seemed quite bright when I saw her at St V's this afternoon, so much better than she was on Friday.

Had a nice lunch with LE today at Rosa's Kitchen (Journal Canteen). So I have come to the end of my lovely four-day weekend - back to work in the morning.

Back in hospital

This morning I had a call from Good Shepherd to say that Mum had been taken to hospital - she had been short of breath and they decided to call an ambulance. They rang a little later to let me know she was in St Vincent's so I went in to see her. 

She was still in emergency so I sat with her for a while. I spoke to a doctor who said he thought she had a chest infection which he was treating with antibiotics; they planned to admit her for two or three days.

I left mid-morning and went back early afternoon. She is fairly bright but understandably not happy to be in hospital. Later in the afternoon another doctor rang me to say that Mum had had a small heart attack (as happened while she was in St George's) and that they would be trying to control her blood pressure which is elevated while she is in hospital; he also thought she would only need to be in for a few days.

Unfortunately it means she'll be spending her 96th birthday in hospital - which is no fun. 

Happy birthday Peg.

The good, the bad and the pleasantly diverting

It's been too long between blogs, sorry.

My big excitement has been arranging a trip overseas. I was told by work that I had to take some of my long-service leave and so I've decided to make a journey to France and Spain, where I'll travel for a bit with B&P, and finish in Britain to catch up with friends and relatives.

My big non-excitement was being burgled (yet again) last week. The bastards only wanted my new HD TV and broke a kitchen window in their successful attempt to get it. As you may imagine, I'm well over my house being broken into and am trying to forget the whole thing.

Yesterday P&B, LE and I had a lovely day trip to Castlemaine where we had a nice lunch with DG (at the Empyre) before heading off to check out the Castlemaine gallery where we thought there was a Clifton Pugh exhibition (we were too late, it finished last week); then we dropped in to see DG's paintings at the small gallery near the station. We travelled there and back by train which all went without hitch.

Then last night B kindly invited me for an impromptu dinner at B&P's so I wouldn't miss The Bill (not that it would be the end of the world if I did).